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.

Zborovođi. Sinova Korahovih. Psalam. Narodi svi, plješćite rukama, kličite Bogu glasom radosnim.

2 For the Lord Most High is to be feared; he is a great King over all the earth.

Jer Jahve je to - svevišnji, strašan, kralj velik nad zemljom svom.

3 He will put down the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

Narode je nama podložio, pogane stavio pod noge naše,

4 He will give us our heritage, the glory of Jacob who is dear to him. (Selah)

baštinu nam odabrao - ponos Jakova, svoga ljubimca.

5 God has gone up with a glad cry, the Lord with the sound of the horn.

Uzlazi Bog uz klicanje, Jahve uza zvuke trublje.

6 Give praises to God, make songs of praise; give praises to our King, make songs of praise.

Pjevajte Bogu, pjevajte, pjevajte kralju našemu, pjevajte!

7 For God is the King of all the earth; make songs of praise with knowledge.

Jer on je kralj nad zemljom svom, pjevajte Bogu, pjevači vrsni!

8 God is the ruler over the nations; God is on the high seat of his holy rule.

Bog kraljuje nad narodima, stoluje Bog na svetom prijestolju.

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.

Prvaci se pribiru poganski k narodu Boga Abrahamova. Božji su svi vlastodršci zemlje, nad svima on je uzvišen.