Psalms 47

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. Clap your hands, all you peoples; shout unto God with a voice of triumph.

To victorie, a salm to the sones of Chore. Alle ye folkis, make ioie with hondis; synge ye hertli to God in the vois of ful out ioiyng.

2 How awesome is the LORD Most High, the great King over all the earth!

For the Lord is hiy and ferdful; a greet kyng on al erthe.

3 He subdues nations beneath us, and peoples under our feet.

He made puplis suget to vs; and hethene men vndur oure feet.

4 He chooses our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob, whom He loves.

He chees his eritage to vs; the fairnesse of Jacob, whom he louyde.

5 God has ascended amid shouts of joy, the LORD with the sound of the horn.

God stiede in hertli song; and the Lord in the vois of a trumpe.

6 Sing praises to God, sing praises; sing praises to our King, sing praises!

Synge ye to oure God, synge ye; synge ye to oure kyng, synge ye.

7 For God is King of all the earth; sing profound praises to Him.

For God is kyng of al erthe; synge ye wiseli.

8 God reigns over the nations; God is seated on His holy throne.

God schal regne on hethene men; God sittith on his hooli seete.

9 The nobles of the nations have assembled as the people of the God of Abraham; for the shields of the earth belong to God; He is highly exalted.

The princes of puplis ben gaderid togidere with God of Abraham; for the stronge goddis of erthe ben reisid greetli.