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,

Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi. Zabbuli ya Batabani ba Koola. Mukube mu ngalo mmwe amawanga gonna; muyimuse amaloboozi muyimbire nnyo Katonda ennyimba ez’essanyu;

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

Mukama Ali Waggulu Ennyo wa ntiisa. Ye Kabaka afuga ensi yonna.

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

Yatujeemululira abantu, n’atujeemululira amawanga ne tugafuga.

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

Yatulondera omugabo gwaffe, Yakobo gw’ayagala mwe yeenyumiririza.

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

Katonda alinnye waggulu ng’atenderezebwa mu maloboozi ag’essanyu eringi. Mukama alinnye nga n’amakondeere gamuvugira.

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

Mutendereze Katonda, mumutendereze. Mumutendereze Kabaka waffe, mumutendereze.

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

Kubanga Katonda ye Kabaka w’ensi yonna, mumutendereze ne Zabbuli ey’ettendo.

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

Katonda afuga amawanga gonna; afuga amawanga ng’atudde ku ntebe ye entukuvu.

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

Abakungu bannaggwanga bakuŋŋanye ng’abantu ba Katonda wa Ibulayimu; kubanga Katonda y’afuga abakulembeze b’ensi. Katonda agulumizibwenga nnyo.