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,

Kuom jatend wer. Zaburi mar yawuot Kora. Pamuru lweteu, un ogendini duto; Pakuru Nyasaye ka ukok matek gi mor.

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

Mano kaka Jehova Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo lich, en Ruoth Maduongʼ man-gi loch e piny duto!

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

Ne oloyonwa ogendini mi gibet e bwowa, ji nopodho piny e tiendewa.

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

Ne oyieronwa girkeni marwa, gik mabeyo mogik ne Jakobo mane ohero. (Sela)

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

Nyasaye oseidho malo ka ji pake gi mor. Jehova Nyasaye osetingʼ malo ka dwond turumbete ywak.

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

Weruru wende pak ne Nyasaye, weruru wende pak; weruru wende pak ne Ruodhwa, weruru wende pak.

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

Nikech Nyasaye en Ruodh piny duto, werneuru zaburi mar pak.

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

Nyasaye nigi loch ewi ogendini; Nyasaye obet piny e kom lochne maler.

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

Jotend ogendini ochokore kaachiel kaka jo-Nyasach Ibrahim, nikech ruodhi mag piny gin mag Nyasaye; omiyo Nyasaye oyud duongʼ.