For thou a little lower hast him than the angels made; With glory and with dignity thou crowned hast his head.
Who doth redeem thy life, that thou to death may'st not go down; Who thee with loving-kindness doth and tender mercies crown:
O ye his angels, that excel in strength, bless ye the Lord; Ye who obey what he commands, and hearken to his word.
For ever and for ever is, O God, thy throne of might; The sceptre of thy kingdom is a sceptre that is right.
Lord, what is man, that thou of him dost so much knowledge take? Or son of man, that thou of him so great account dost make?