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.

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Mukube mu ngalo mmwe amawanga gonna; muyimuse amaloboozi muyimbire nnyo Katonda ennyimba ez’essanyu;

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

Mukama Ali Waggulu Ennyo wa ntiisa. Ye Kabaka afuga ensi yonna.

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

Yatujeemululira abantu, n’atujeemululira amawanga ne tugafuga.

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

Yatulondera omugabo gwaffe, Yakobo gw’ayagala mwe yeenyumiririza.

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

Katonda alinnye waggulu ng’atenderezebwa mu maloboozi ag’essanyu eringi. Mukama alinnye nga n’amakondeere gamuvugira.

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

Mutendereze Katonda, mumutendereze. Mumutendereze Kabaka waffe, mumutendereze.

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

Kubanga Katonda ye Kabaka w’ensi yonna, mumutendereze ne Zabbuli ey’ettendo.

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

Katonda afuga amawanga gonna; afuga amawanga ng’atudde ku ntebe ye entukuvu.

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.

Abakungu bannaggwanga bakuŋŋanye ng’abantu ba Katonda wa Ibulayimu; kubanga Katonda y’afuga abakulembeze b’ensi. Katonda agulumizibwenga nnyo.