Psalms 47

1 O clap your hands, all you people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.

To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto God with the voice of triumph!

2 For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

For Jehovah, the Most High, is terrible, a great king over all the earth.

3 He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

He subdueth the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

He hath chosen our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

5 God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.

God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet.

6 Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.

Sing psalms of God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms!

7 For God is the King of all the earth: sing you praises with understanding.

For God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding.

8 God reigns over the heathen: God sits on the throne of his holiness.

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9 The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong to God: he is greatly exalted.

The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the God of Abraham. For unto God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.