[1]The title of the eiythe salm. To the ouercomere, for pressours, the salm of Dauid.[2]Lord, thou art oure Lord; thi name is ful wonderful in al erthe. For thi greet doyng is reisid, aboue heuenes.[3]Of the mouth of yonge children, not spekynge and soukynge mylk, thou madist perfitli heriyng, for thin enemyes; that thou destrie the enemy and avengere.[4]For Y schal se thin heuenes, the werkis of thi fyngris; the moone and sterris, whiche thou hast foundid.[5]What is a man, that thou art myndeful of hym; ethir the sone of a virgyn, for thou visitist hym?[6]Thou hast maad hym a litil lesse than aungels; thou hast corouned hym with glorie and onour,[7]and hast ordeyned hym aboue the werkis of thin hondis.[8]Thou hast maad suget alle thingis vndur hise feet; alle scheep and oxis, ferthermore and the beestis of the feeld;[9]the briddis of the eir, and the fischis of the see; that passen bi the pathis of the see.