Psalms 47

1 For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core. Clap your hands, all ye nations; shout to God with a voice of exultation.

[Psalm Lun Tulik Natul Korah] Paspas ke engan, kowos mwet nukewa! On ac kaksakin God ke pusra lulap!

2 For the Lord most high is terrible; [he is] a great king over all the earth.

LEUM GOD, El Su Fulatlana, fal mwet in sangeng sel; El sie tokosra kulana, su leumi faclu nufon.

3 He has subdued the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

El ase kutangla nu sesr fin mwet uh; El oru tuh kut in kol mutanfahl uh.

4 He has chosen out his inheritance for us, the beauty of Jacob which he loved. (Pause)

El sulela facl se kut in muta we, ac kut insewowo kac, Kut tulik natul Jacob, su God El lungse.

5 God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with a sound of a trumpet.

God El fahsryak nu ke tron lal. Mwet uh wowoyak ke engan, ac yohk pusren mwe ukuk Ke LEUM GOD El utyak.

6 Sing praises to our God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.

Yuk on in kaksak nu sin God; On kaksak nu sin tokosra lasr!

7 For God is king of all the earth: sing praises with understanding.

God El tokosra fin faclu nufon; Kaksakunul ke on!

8 God reigns over the nations: God sits upon the throne of his holiness.

God El muta fin tron mutal lal; El leum fin mutunfacl uh.

9 The rulers of the people are assembled with the God of Abraam: for God's mighty ones of the earth have been greatly exalted.

Mwet kol lun mutunfacl uh elos tukeni Nu yurin mwet lun God lal Abraham. El ku liki un mwet mweun nukewa; El fulat liki leum nukewa.