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.

לַמְנַצֵּחַ ׀ לִבְנֵי־קֹרַח מִזְמֽוֹר׃ כׇּֽל־הָעַמִּים תִּקְעוּ־כָף הָרִיעוּ לֵאלֹהִים בְּקוֹל רִנָּֽה׃

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

כִּֽי־יְהֹוָה עֶלְיוֹן נוֹרָא מֶלֶךְ גָּדוֹל עַל־כׇּל־הָאָֽרֶץ׃

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

יַדְבֵּר עַמִּים תַּחְתֵּינוּ וּלְאֻמִּים תַּחַת רַגְלֵֽינוּ׃

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

יִבְחַר־לָנוּ אֶת־נַחֲלָתֵנוּ אֶת ־ גְּאוֹן יַעֲקֹב אֲשֶׁר־אָהֵב סֶֽלָה׃

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

עָלָה אֱלֹהִים בִּתְרוּעָה יְהֹוָה בְּקוֹל שׁוֹפָֽר׃

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

זַמְּרוּ אֱלֹהִים זַמֵּרוּ זַמְּרוּ לְמַלְכֵּנוּ זַמֵּֽרוּ׃

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

כִּי מֶלֶךְ כׇּל־הָאָרֶץ אֱלֹהִים זַמְּרוּ מַשְׂכִּֽיל׃

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

מָלַךְ אֱלֹהִים עַל־גּוֹיִם אֱלֹהִים יָשַׁב ׀ עַל־כִּסֵּא קׇדְשֽׁוֹ׃

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.

נְדִיבֵי עַמִּים ׀ נֶאֱסָפוּ עַם אֱלֹהֵי אַבְרָהָם כִּי לֵאלֹהִים מָֽגִנֵּי־אֶרֶץ מְאֹד נַֽעֲלָֽה׃