Psalm 8

How Majestic Is Your Name

To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. A Psalm of David.

O LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory above the heavens.
Out of the mouth of babies and infants,
you have established strength because of your foes,
to still the enemy and the avenger.
When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
and the son of man that you care for him?
Yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings
and crowned him with glory and honor.
You have given him dominion over the works of your hands;
you have put all things under his feet,
all sheep and oxen,
and also the beasts of the field,
the birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea,
whatever passes along the paths of the seas.
O LORD, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Do you ever stare up at the stars at night? It’s better if you can get out away from the city lights, out in the country, on a dark moonless night. How far the eye can see, how many stars the eye can spy. And we know that our eyes can only take in a fraction of what we can see with the best telescopes. The vast universe, larger than our brains can imagine, splattered with uncountable pin pricks of light against the velvety blackness of endless night sky, speaking to God’s immeasurable majesty. I feel washed over with awe as I take in the beauty of the stars–what an awesome God we serve. And yet, like David, I wonder: 

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,

the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,

what is man that you are mindful of him,

and the son of man that you care for him?

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Amber Oliver

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