Psalms 47

1 Unto the end. A Psalm for the sons of Korah. All nations, clap your hands. Shout joyfully to God with a voice of exultation.

(Til sangmesteren. Af Koras sønner. En salme.) Alle Folkeslag, klap i Hænderne, bryd ud i jublende Lovsang for Gud!

2 For the Lord is exalted and terrible: a great King over all the earth.

Thi HERREN, den Højeste, er frygtelig, en Konge stor over hele Jorden.

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

Han bøjede Folkefærd under os og Folkeslag under vor Fod;

4 He has chosen us for his inheritance: the splendor of Jacob, whom he has loved.

han udvalgte os vor Arvelod, Jakob hans elskedes Stolthed. (Sela)

5 God ascends with jubilation, and the Lord with the voice of the trumpet.

Gud steg op under Jubel, HERREN under Homets Klang.

6 Sing psalms to our God, sing psalms. Sing psalms to our King, sing psalms.

Syng, ja syng for Gud, syng, ja syng for vor Konge;

7 For God is the King of all the earth. Sing psalms wisely.

thi han er al Jordens Konge, syng en Sang for Gud.

8 God will reign over the peoples. God sits upon his holy throne.

Gud har vist, han er Folkenes Konge, på sin hellige Trone har Gud taget Sæde.

9 The leaders of the peoples have been gathered together by the God of Abraham. For the strong gods of the earth have been exceedingly exalted.

Folkenes Stormænd samles med Folket, der tilhører Abrahams Gud; thi Guds er Jordens Skjolde, højt ophøjet er han!