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.

Oh ploskajte [s] svojimi rokami, vsa ljudstva, vzklikajte Bogu z glasom zmagoslavja.

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

Kajti Gospod, najvišji, je strašen, on je veliki Kralj nad vso zemljo.

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

Ljudstva bo podjarmil pod nas in narode pod naša stopala.

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

Izbral nam bo našo dediščino, odličnost Jakoba, ki ga je ljubil. (Sela)

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

Bog se je dvignil z vzklikom, Gospod z zvokom šofarja.

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

Prepevajte hvalnice Bogu, prepevajte hvalnice. Prepevajte hvalnice našemu Kralju, prepevajte hvalnice.

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

Kajti Bog je Kralj vse zemlje. Prepevajte hvalnice z razumevanjem.

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

Bog kraljuje nad pogani. Bog sedi na prestolu svoje svetosti.

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.

Princi ljudstva so se zbrali skupaj, celó ljudstvo Abrahamovega Boga, kajti ščiti zemlje pripadajo Bogu, on je silno vzvišen.