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.

Oh ploskajte [s] svojimi rokami, vsa ljudstva, vzklikajte Bogu z glasom zmagoslavja.

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

Kajti Gospod, najvišji, je strašen, on je veliki Kralj nad vso zemljo.

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

Ljudstva bo podjarmil pod nas in narode pod naša stopala.

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

Izbral nam bo našo dediščino, odličnost Jakoba, ki ga je ljubil. (Sela)

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

Bog se je dvignil z vzklikom, Gospod z zvokom šofarja.

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

Prepevajte hvalnice Bogu, prepevajte hvalnice. Prepevajte hvalnice našemu Kralju, prepevajte hvalnice.

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

Kajti Bog je Kralj vse zemlje. Prepevajte hvalnice z razumevanjem.

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

Bog kraljuje nad pogani. Bog sedi na prestolu svoje svetosti.

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.

Princi ljudstva so se zbrali skupaj, celó ljudstvo Abrahamovega Boga, kajti ščiti zemlje pripadajo Bogu, on je silno vzvišen.