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,

Abụ Ọma nke dịrị onyeisi abụ. Abụ ụmụ Kora. Abụ Ọma. Kụọnụ aka unu, unu mba niile; jiri iti mkpu ọṅụ tikuo Chineke.

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

Nʼihi na Onyenwe anyị bụ Chineke kachasị ihe niile elu. Ọ dị egwu! Ọ bụ eze ukwu na-achị ụwa niile.

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

O wedara mba niile mee ka ha nọọ nʼokpuru anyị; ndị mmadụ niile nọ nʼokpuru ụkwụ anyị.

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

Ọ họpụtaara anyị ihe nketa anyị, ihe ịnya isi nke Jekọb, onye ọ hụrụ nʼanya. (Sela)

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

Chineke ewerela iti mkpu ọṅụ rigoro nʼeluigwe. Onyenwe anyị ewerela olu opi ike rigoo.

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

Bụkuonụ Chineke abụ otuto, bụọ abụ otuto; bụkuonụ eze anyị abụ otuto, bụọ abụ otuto.

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

Nʼihi na Chineke anyị bụ eze ụwa niile. Jirinụ abụ too ya.

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

Chineke bụ eze mba niile; ọ na-anọkwasị nʼocheeze ya dị nsọ na-achị mba niile.

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

Ndị niile a ma ama na mba niile ezukọtaala, dịka ndị Chineke nke Ebraham, nʼihi na ndị eze niile dị nʼụwa bụ nke Chineke; ọ bụ onye e buliri elu nʼebe ọ dị ukwuu.