Psalms 47

1 O CLAP your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

Kuom jatend wer. Zaburi mar yawuot Kora. Pamuru lweteu, un ogendini duto; Pakuru Nyasaye ka ukok matek gi mor.

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

Mano kaka Jehova Nyasaye Man Malo Moloyo lich, en Ruoth Maduongʼ man-gi loch e piny duto!

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

Ne oloyonwa ogendini mi gibet e bwowa, ji nopodho piny e tiendewa.

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

Ne oyieronwa girkeni marwa, gik mabeyo mogik ne Jakobo mane ohero. (Sela)

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

Nyasaye oseidho malo ka ji pake gi mor. Jehova Nyasaye osetingʼ malo ka dwond turumbete ywak.

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

Weruru wende pak ne Nyasaye, weruru wende pak; weruru wende pak ne Ruodhwa, weruru wende pak.

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

Nikech Nyasaye en Ruodh piny duto, werneuru zaburi mar pak.

8 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

Nyasaye nigi loch ewi ogendini; Nyasaye obet piny e kom lochne maler.

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

Jotend ogendini ochokore kaachiel kaka jo-Nyasach Ibrahim, nikech ruodhi mag piny gin mag Nyasaye; omiyo Nyasaye oyud duongʼ.