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.

Don mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. Ta’Ya’yan Kora maza. Zabura ce. Ku tafa hannuwanku, dukanku al’ummai; ku yi sowa ga Allah da muryoyin farin ciki.

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

Ubangiji Mafi Ɗaukaka mai banmamaki ne, Sarki ne mai girma a bisa dukan duniya!

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

Ya rinjayi al’ummai a ƙarƙashinmu, mutane kuma a ƙarƙashin ƙafafunmu.

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

Ya zaɓar mana gādonmu, abar taƙamar Yaƙub, wanda yake ƙauna. (Sela)

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

Allah ya haura a cikin sowa ta farin ciki, Ubangiji ya haura a cikin ƙarar ƙahoni.

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

Ku rera yabai ga Allah, ku rera yabai; ku rera yabai ga Sarkinmu, ku rera yabai.

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

Gama Allah shi ne Sarkin dukan duniya; ku rera zabura ta yabo gare shi.

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

Allah yana mulki a bisa al’ummai; Allah yana zama a kan kursiyinsa mai tsarki.

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.

Manyan mutanen al’ummai sun taru a matsayin mutanen Allah na Ibrahim, gama sarkunan duniya na Allah ne; ana ɗaukaka shi ƙwarai.