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; av Korahs barn; en salme. Klapp i hender, alle folk, juble for Gud med fryderop.

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

For Herren, den Høieste, er forferdelig, en stor konge over all jorden.

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

Han legger folkeslag under oss og folkeferd under våre føtter.

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

Han utvelger oss vår arvelodd, Jakobs, hans elskedes herlighet. (Sela)

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

Gud fór op under jubelrop, Herren under basuners lyd.

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

Lovsyng Gud, lovsyng! Lovsyng vår konge, lovsyng!

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

For Gud er all jordens konge; syng en sang som gjør vis!

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

Gud er konge over folkene, Gud har satt sig på sin hellige trone.

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 fyrster samler sig med Abrahams Guds folk; for jordens skjold hører Gud til, han er såre ophøiet.