Salme 47

1 (Til sangmesteren. Af Koras sønner. En salme.) Alle Folkeslag, klap i Hænderne, bryd ud i jublende Lovsang for Gud!

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 Thi HERREN, den Højeste, er frygtelig, en Konge stor over hele Jorden.

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

3 Han bøjede Folkefærd under os og Folkeslag under vor Fod;

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

4 han udvalgte os vor Arvelod, Jakob hans elskedes Stolthed. (Sela)

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

5 Gud steg op under Jubel, HERREN under Homets Klang.

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

6 Syng, ja syng for Gud, syng, ja syng for vor Konge;

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

7 thi han er al Jordens Konge, syng en Sang for Gud.

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

8 Gud har vist, han er Folkenes Konge, på sin hellige Trone har Gud taget Sæde.

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

9 Folkenes Stormænd samles med Folket, der tilhører Abrahams Gud; thi Guds er Jordens Skjolde, højt ophøjet er han!

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.