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.

Wɔde ma dwomkyerɛfoɔ. Kora mma dwom. Amanaman nyinaa, mommɔ mo nsam; momfa anigyeɛ nteam mfrɛ Onyankopɔn.

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

Awurade Ɔsorosoroni no ho yɛ nwanwa, Ɔyɛ Ɔhene kɛseɛ wɔ asase nyinaa so!

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

Ɔde amanaman hyɛɛ yɛn ase, na ɔde nnipa hyɛɛ yɛn nan ase.

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

Ɔyii yɛn agyapadeɛ maa yɛn, deɛ ɛyɛ Yakob a ɔdɔ noɔ no ahohoahoadeɛ.

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

Onyankopɔn aforo kɔ soro wɔ anigyeɛ nteateam mu. Awurade wɔ totorobɛnto nnyegyeeɛ mu.

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

To ayɛyie nnwom ma Onyankopɔn, to ayɛyie nnwom; to ayɛyie nnwom ma yɛn Ɔhene, to ayɛyie nnwom.

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

Ɛfiri sɛ Onyankopɔn yɛ asase nyinaa so Ɔhene. Monto ahurisie nnwom mma no.

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

Onyankopɔn di ɔhene wɔ amanaman no so Onyankopɔn te nʼahennwa kronkron so.

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.

Amanaman no mu akunini boaboa wɔn ho ano sɛ Abraham Onyankopɔn nkurɔfoɔ, ɛfiri sɛ asase so ahemfo yɛ Onyankopɔn dea; na wɔma no so yɛ no kɛseɛ.