Salme 47

1 Til Sangmesteren; af Koras Børn; en Psalme.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme committed to the sonnes of Korah. All people clap your hands: sing loude vnto God with a ioyfull voyce.

2 Alle Folkeslag! klapper i Haand, jubler for Gud med frydefuld Røst.

For the Lord is high, and terrible: a great King ouer all the earth.

3 Thi Herren, den Højeste, er forfærdelig, en stor Konge over al Jorden.

He hath subdued the people vnder vs, and the nations vnder our feete.

4 Han tvinger Folkene under os, ja, Folkefærd under vore Fødder.

Hee hath chosen our inheritance for vs: euen the glory of Iaakob whom he loued. (Selah)

5 Han udvælger til os vor Arv, Jakobs Herlighed, hvem han elsker. (Sela)

God is gone vp with triumph, euen the Lord, with the sound of the trumpet.

6 Gud for op med Frydeklang, Herren med Basunes Lyd.

Sing prayses to God, sing prayses: sing prayses vnto our King, sing prayses.

7 Synger for Gud, synger; synger for vor Konge, synger Psalmer!

For God is the King of all the earth: sing prayses euery one that hath vnderstanding.

8 Thi Gud er al Jordens Konge; synger en lærerig Sang!

God reigneth ouer the heathen: God sitteth vpon his holy throne.

9 Gud regerer over Hedningerne, Gud sidder paa sin hellige Trone. Folkenes Fyrster samles til Abrahams Guds Folk; thi Jordens Skjolde høre Gud til, han er saare ophøjet.

The princes of the people are gathered vnto the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the world belong to God: he is greatly to be exalted.