Psalms 47

1 For the music director. A psalm of the sons of Korah. Everyone, clap your hands! Shout with joy to the Lord!

Til Sangmesteren; af Koras Børn; en Psalme.

2 For the Lord Most High is awe-inspiring; he is the great King of all the earth.

Alle Folkeslag! klapper i Haand, jubler for Gud med frydefuld Røst.

3 He subdues other peoples under us; he puts nations under our feet.

Thi Herren, den Højeste, er forfærdelig, en stor Konge over al Jorden.

4 He chose the land for us to own; the proud possession of Jacob's descendants whom he loves. (Selah)

Han tvinger Folkene under os, ja, Folkefærd under vore Fødder.

5 God ascends his throne with a great shout, the Lord is accompanied by the sound of the trumpet.

Han udvælger til os vor Arv, Jakobs Herlighed, hvem han elsker. (Sela)

6 Sing praises to God, sing praises; sing praises to our King, sing praises!

Gud for op med Frydeklang, Herren med Basunes Lyd.

7 For God is King of all the earth; sing praises with a psalm!

Synger for Gud, synger; synger for vor Konge, synger Psalmer!

8 God rules over the nations; he sits on his holy throne.

Thi Gud er al Jordens Konge; synger en lærerig Sang!

9 The rulers of the nations gather together with the people of the God of Abraham, for the defenders of the earth belong to God. He is highly honored everywhere.

Gud regerer over Hedningerne, Gud sidder paa sin hellige Trone. Folkenes Fyrster samles til Abrahams Guds Folk; thi Jordens Skjolde høre Gud til, han er saare ophøjet.