Psalms 47

1 Unto the end, for the sons of Core. O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy,

Aka mawt ham Korah ca rhoek kah Tingtoenglung Pilnam boeih loh kut paeng uh lamtah tamlung ol neh Pathen taengah yuhui uh lah.

2 For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth.

Khohni Yahweh tah rhih om tloe tih diklai pum kah manghai tanglue la om.

3 He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet.

Pilnam rhoek te mamih hmuila, namtu rhoek te mamih kho hmuila a hlak.

4 He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved.

A lungnah Jakob kah a mingthennah, mamih kah rho te mamih ham a tuek. (Selah)

5 God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet.

Pathen tah tamlung neh, BOEIPA tah tuki ol neh luei coeng.

6 Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye.

Pathen te tingtoeng uh, tingtoeng uh, mamih kah manghai te tingtoeng uh, tingtoeng uh.

7 For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely.

Diklai pum kah Pathen Manghai he hlohlai neh tingtoeng uh.

8 God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.

Pathen tah Namtom boeih soah manghai coeng tih Pathen tah amah kah hmuencim ngolkhoel dongah ngol.

9 The princes of the people are gathered together, with the God of Abraham: for the strong gods of the earth are exceedingly exalted.

Diklai photling rhoek he Pathen hut la om tih a thueng soeh dongah pilnam hlangcong rhoek loh Abraham Pathen kah pilnam a tingtun thiluh.