< Psalms 47 >

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah. O make a glad noise with your hands, all you peoples; letting your voices go up to God with joy.
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِبَنِي قُورَحَ. مَزْمُورٌ يَا جَمِيعَ ٱلْأُمَمِ صَفِّقُوا بِٱلْأَيَادِي. ٱهْتِفُوا لِلهِ بِصَوْتِ ٱلِٱبْتِهَاجِ.١
2 For the Lord Most High is to be feared; he is a great King over all the earth.
لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ عَلِيٌّ مَخُوفٌ، مَلِكٌ كَبِيرٌ عَلَى كُلِّ ٱلْأَرْضِ.٢
3 He will put down the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.
يُخْضِعُ ٱلشُّعُوبَ تَحْتَنَا، وَٱلْأُمَمَ تَحْتَ أَقْدَامِنَا.٣
4 He will give us our heritage, the glory of Jacob who is dear to him. (Selah)
يَخْتَارُ لَنَا نَصِيبَنَا، فَخْرَ يَعْقُوبَ ٱلَّذِي أَحَبَّهُ. سِلَاهْ.٤
5 God has gone up with a glad cry, the Lord with the sound of the horn.
صَعِدَ ٱللهُ بِهُتَافٍ، ٱلرَّبُّ بِصَوْتِ ٱلصُّورِ.٥
6 Give praises to God, make songs of praise; give praises to our King, make songs of praise.
رَنِّمُوا لِلهِ، رَنِّمُوا. رَنِّمُوا لِمَلِكِنَا، رَنِّمُوا.٦
7 For God is the King of all the earth; make songs of praise with knowledge.
لِأَنَّ ٱللهَ مَلِكُ ٱلْأَرْضِ كُلِّهَا، رَنِّمُوا قَصِيدَةً.٧
8 God is the ruler over the nations; God is on the high seat of his holy rule.
مَلَكَ ٱللهُ عَلَى ٱلْأُمَمِ. ٱللهُ جَلَسَ عَلَى كُرْسِيِّ قُدْسِهِ.٨
9 The rulers of the peoples have come together, with the people of the God of Abraham; because the powers of the earth are God's: he is lifted up on high.
شُرَفَاءُ ٱلشُّعُوبِ ٱجْتَمَعُوا. شَعْبُ إِلَهِ إِبْرَاهِيمَ. لِأَنَّ لِلهِ مَجَانَّ ٱلْأَرْضِ. هُوَ مُتَعَالٍ جِدًّا.٩

< Psalms 47 >