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,

Nzembo ya bana ya Kore. Wuta na buku ya mokambi ya bayembi. Bino nyonso, bikolo, bobeta maboko! Boganga epai na Nzambe na esengo nyonso.

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

Tala ndenge nini Yawe, Ye-Oyo-Aleki-Likolo, azali somo! Azali Mokonzi Monene na mokili mobimba.

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

Atiaki bikolo na se na biso, mpe mabota na se ya bokonzi na biso.

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

Aponelaki biso libula na biso, oyo ezali lokumu ya Jakobi, molingami na Ye.

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

Nzambe amataki kati na koganga ya esengo; Yawe ayaka kati na lokito ya kelelo.

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

Boyemba mpo na lokumu ya Nzambe, boyemba mpo na lokumu na Ye. Boyemba mpo na lokumu ya Mokonzi na biso, boyemba mpo na lokumu na Ye.

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

Pamba te Nzambe azali Mokonzi ya mokili mobimba; boyemba nzembo mpo na lokumu na Ye.

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

Nzambe akonzaka bikolo nyonso; Nzambe avandi na Kiti na Ye ya bule.

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

Bato minene ya bikolo basangani, lokola bato ya Nzambe ya Abrayami, pamba te bilombe ya mokili bazali ya Nzambe; atombwama makasi.