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,

For the music director. A psalm of the sons of Korah. Everyone, clap your hands! Shout with joy to the Lord!

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

For the Lord Most High is awe-inspiring; he is the great King of all the earth.

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

He subdues other peoples under us; he puts nations under our feet.

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

He chose the land for us to own; the proud possession of Jacob's descendants whom he loves. (Selah)

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

God ascends his throne with a great shout, the Lord is accompanied by the sound of the trumpet.

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

Sing praises to God, sing praises; sing praises to our King, sing praises!

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

For God is King of all the earth; sing praises with a psalm!

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

God rules over the nations; he sits on his holy throne.

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

The rulers of the nations gather together with the people of the God of Abraham, for the defenders of the earth belong to God. He is highly honored everywhere.