Psalms 47

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

To the Overseer. — By sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap the hand, Shout to God with a voice of singing,

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

For Jehovah Most High [is] fearful, A great king over all the earth.

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

He leadeth peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

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

He doth choose for us our inheritance, The excellency of Jacob that He loves. (Selah)

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

God hath gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet.

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

Praise God — praise — give praise to our king, praise.

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

For king of all the earth [is] God, Give praise, O understanding one.

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

God hath reigned over nations, God hath sat on His holy throne,

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.

Nobles of peoples have been gathered, [With] the people of the God of Abraham, For to God [are] the shields of earth, Greatly hath He been exalted!