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.

In finem, pro filiis Core Psalmus. Omnes gentes plaudite manibus: iubilate Deo in voce exultationis.

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

Quoniam Dominus excelsus, terribilis: Rex magnus super omnem terram.

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

Subiecit populos nobis: et gentes sub pedibus nostris.

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

Elegit nobis hereditatem suam: speciem Iacob, quam dilexit.

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

Ascendit Deus in iubilo: et Dominus in voce tubæ.

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

Psallite Deo nostro, psallite: psallite Regi nostro, psallite.

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

Quoniam Rex omnis terræ Deus: psallite sapienter.

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

Regnabit Deus super gentes: Deus sedet super sedem sanctam suam.

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.

Principes populorum congregati sunt cum Deo Abraham: quoniam dii fortes terræ, vehementer elevati sunt.