Showing posts with label Psalm 8. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalm 8. Show all posts

10.28.2010



A raw take on the themes of this Psalm.

The Works of Your Hands



 6 You made him ruler over the works of your hands; 

       you put everything under his feet: 
 7 all flocks and herds, 
       and the beasts of the field, 
 8 the birds of the air, 
       and the fish of the sea, 
       all that swim the paths of the seas. 
 9 O LORD, our Lord, 
       how majestic is your name in all the earth!



These are all cupcakes.                                     Co-Baker: Dani Daunais

Wretched. Righteous.

Oh wretched man that I am, I sit alone in a crowded place,
With a worthless tongue that’s begging to taste
A sip of Your sweetness, Your mercy, Your grace.

Oh wretched man that I am, I stand vacant of worth
How majestic is Your name in all the earth!
What am I but bloody, breathing dirt?

Oh wretched man that I am, I lie for nothing more can I do.
My tongue knows no truth, my body won’t move,
But trembles at the thought of You.

But You, Oh Great God that You are, sit stirring a stormy sea,
Resting Your feet on a world that you breathed
From a throne fit for a King of Kings.

And You, Oh Ancient of Days, Your face too righteous for me to see
Created a world that revolves on Your glory
But keeps silent so I might tell you my story

But oh wretched man that I am, I’ll never stand before the king
My body is covered in the sinful stench of human suffering
And nothing more than this could I bring.

“Oh blessed man that You are, I made you to sit at my side,
My son, my brother, my friend, my lover, my sin sick, beautiful bride,
You are my greatest pride.“

Oh Wretched man that I am, I sit just lower than the angels.
Pride of heaven, Love of God, is my glory through the ages.
My wretched righteousness eclipsed by a God who deserves my praises.

[Submitted by: CJ Ward]


3 When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place.

[Submitted by: Lance Kotrch]

Psalm 8

For the director of music. According to gittith.
A psalm of David.
 1 O LORD, our Lord,
       how majestic is your name in all the earth!
       You have set your glory
       above the heavens.   
2 From the lips of children and infants
       you have ordained praise
       because of your enemies,
       to silence the foe and the avenger.
 3 When I consider your heavens,
       the work of your fingers,
       the moon and the stars,
       which you have set in place,
 4 what is man that you are mindful of him,
       the son of man that you care for him?
 5 You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings
       and crowned him with glory and honor.
 6 You made him ruler over the works of your hands;
       you put everything under his feet:
 7 all flocks and herds,
       and the beasts of the field,
 8 the birds of the air,
       and the fish of the sea,
       all that swim the paths of the seas.
 9 O LORD, our Lord,
       how majestic is your name in all the earth!