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,

Zborovođi. Sinova Korahovih. Psalam. Narodi svi, plješćite rukama, kličite Bogu glasom radosnim.

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

Jer Jahve je to - svevišnji, strašan, kralj velik nad zemljom svom.

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

Narode je nama podložio, pogane stavio pod noge naše,

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

baštinu nam odabrao - ponos Jakova, svoga ljubimca.

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

Uzlazi Bog uz klicanje, Jahve uza zvuke trublje.

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

Pjevajte Bogu, pjevajte, pjevajte kralju našemu, pjevajte!

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

Jer on je kralj nad zemljom svom, pjevajte Bogu, pjevači vrsni!

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

Bog kraljuje nad narodima, stoluje Bog na svetom prijestolju.

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

Prvaci se pribiru poganski k narodu Boga Abrahamova. Božji su svi vlastodršci zemlje, nad svima on je uzvišen.