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,

KOMAIL kainok karoj lopolop o kapina Kot ki nil kaperen!

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

Pwe leowa me lapalap kaualap, a meid kalank; i Nanmarki lapalap nin jap akan karoj.

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

A kotin kaloedi on kitail wei kan o aramaj akan pan na atail.

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

A kotin piladan kitail atail jojo, linan en Iakop, me a kotin pok on.

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

Kot kotida nijinij, o leowa ki nil en koronete kelail.

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

Kauli on Kot pjalm ko! Kaulki pjalm ko! Kauli on atail Nanmarki! Kakaul!

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

Pwe Kot Nanmarki nan jap karoj; komail kaul ki pjalm ni lolekon.

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

Kot Nanmarki en men liki kan; Kot kotikot pon mol a jaraui.

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

Jaupeidi en wei kan pokon pena wiala wein Kot en Apraam; pwe pere en mauin nin jappa me japwilim en Kot. A kotin lapalap melel.