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,

Mitehafa fitañe, ry hene ondatio; poñafo aman’Añahare ty fiarañanañam-pirebehañe.

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

Mampañeveñe t’Iehovà andindimoneñe ey, ie mpanjaka jabahina’ ty tane toy.

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

Ampiambane’e aman-tika ondatio, ze kilakila ondaty ambanem-pandian-tikañ’ ao.

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

Ie i nijoboñe lova ho antikañey, ty firengea’ Iakobe kokoa’ey. Selà

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

Nionjoñe am-pipoñafam-pitreñañe t’i Andrianañahare; ami’ty fivolan’antsiva t’Iehovà.

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

Takasio t’i Andrianañahare, isabo; takasio i mpanjakan-tikañey, isabo.

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

I Andrianañahare ro mpanjaka’ ty tane toy; mitakasia an-tsabo soa arake.

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

Fehen’ Andrianañahare o fifeheañeo; miambesatse am-piambesa’e masiñe eo t’i Andrianañahare.

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

Mifanontoñe o roandria’ ondatio; ondatin’ Andrianañahare’ i Avrahameo fa an’Andrianañahare o fikalan-defo’ ty tane toio; ie onjoneñ’ an-tiotiotse ey.