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.

Dura buʼaa faarfattootaatiif. Faarfannaa Ilmaan Qooraahi. Isin saboonni hundinuu harka keessan rukutaa; sagalee ol fudhadhaatii gammachuudhaan Waaqaaf ililchaa.

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

Waaqayyo Waaqa Waan Hundaa Olii, Mootichi guddaan lafa hundumaa, sodaachisaadhaatii!

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

Inni saboota nu jala, namootas miilla keenya jala galcheera.

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

Innis nu warra Yaaqoob isa inni jaallate sanaaf ulfina taaneef, dhaala keenya nuu fileera.

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

Waaqni ililleedhaan, Waaqayyo sagalee malakataatiin ol baʼe.

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

Faarfannaa galataa Waaqaaf faarfadhaa; faarfannaa galataa faarfadhaa; faarfannaa galataa Mootii keenyaaf faarfadhaa; faarfannaa galataa faarfadhaa.

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

Waaqni Mootii lafa hundaa ti; faarfannaa galataa hubannaadhaan faarfadhaa.

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

Waaqni saboota irratti Mootii dha; Waaqni teessoo isaa qulqulluu irra taaʼeera.

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.

Qondaaltonni sabootaa, akkuma saba Waaqa Abrahaamitti walitti qabamu; mootonni lafa irraa kan Waaqaatii; innis guddisee ol ol jedheera.