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 Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph.

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

For YHWH Most High is awesome. He is a great King over all the earth.

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

He subdues nations under us, and peoples under our feet.

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

He chooses our inheritance for us, the glory of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

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

God has gone up with a shout, YHWH with the sound of a trumpet.

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

Sing praise 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 the King of all the earth. Sing praises with understanding.

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

God reigns over the nations. God 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 princes of the peoples are gathered together, the people of the God of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to God. He is greatly exalted.