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Unto the end, for the presses: a psalm of David: O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in the whole earth! For thy magnificence is elevated above the heavens.
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Out of the mouth of infants and of sucklings thou hast perfected praise, because of thy enemies, that thou mayst destroy the enemy and the avenger.
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For I will behold thy heavens, the works of thy fingers: the moon and the stars which thou hast founded.
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What is man that thou art mindful of him? or the son of man that thou visitest hi?
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Thou hast made him a little less than the angels, thou hast crowned him with glory and honour:
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and hast set him over the works of thy hands.
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Thou hast subjected all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen: moreover the beasts also of the fields.
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The birds of the air, and the fishes of the sea, that pass through the paths of the sea.
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O Lord our Lord, how admirable is thy name in all the earth!