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 leader of the music. A psalm of the sons of Korah.” O clap your hands, all ye nations! Shout unto God with the voice of triumph!

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

For terrible is Jehovah, the Most High, The great king over all the earth.

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

He hath subdued nations under us, And kingdoms under our feet;

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

He hath chosen for us an inheritance, The glory of Jacob, whom he loved. (Pause)

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

God goeth up with a shout; Jehovah with 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 to him hymns of praise!

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

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon 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 nations gather themselves together To the people of the God of Abraham; For the mighty of the earth belong to God; He is supremely exalted.