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,

in finem pro filiis Core psalmus omnes gentes plaudite manibus iubilate Deo in voce exultationis

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

quoniam Dominus excelsus terribilis rex magnus super omnem terram

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

subiecit populos nobis et gentes sub pedibus nostris

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

elegit nobis hereditatem suam speciem Iacob quam dilexit diapsalma

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

ascendit Deus in iubilo Dominus in voce tubae

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

psallite Deo nostro psallite psallite regi nostro psallite

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

quoniam rex omnis terrae Deus psallite sapienter

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

regnavit Deus super gentes Deus sedit super sedem sanctam suam

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

principes populorum congregati sunt cum Deo Abraham quoniam Dei fortes terrae vehementer elevati sunt