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,

To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. All ye peoples, clap your hands, Shout unto God, with the voice of triumph;

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

For, Yahweh—as Most High, is to be revered, A great king, over all the earth,

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

He will subjugate, Peoples under us, and, Tribes of men beneath our feet.

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

He chooseth for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob, which he hath loved. (Selah)

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

God hath ascended with a shout, Yahweh, with the sound of a horn.

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

Sing praises unto 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 understanding.

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

God, hath become king, over the nations, God, hath taken his seat 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 willing-hearted of the peoples, have gathered themselves together, The people of the God of Abraham; For, to God, belong the shields of the earth, Greatly is he exalted.