What is man that you are mindful of him, Lord You made the stars you made the sun And all the worlds that came to be at your command What is man? What has he done? Then you crown him with glory and with honor Give him dominion over land and sea and air And store up an inheritance in heaven O what is man that you would care What is man that you would let him live at all
to shed the blood of his own kind And ever fail to even follow where you call What is man? Why do you mind? Yet you crown me with glory and with honor Give me dominion over land and sea and air And store up my inheritance in heaven O what is man, that you care? What is man, Lord, that you would care?