Psalms 47

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

Korah ƒe viwo ƒe ha na hɛnɔ la. Miƒo asikpe, mi dukɔwo katã. Mitso aseye ɖe Mawu ŋu kple ɣli.

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

Ŋɔdzi le Yehowa Dziƒoʋĩtɔ la ŋu ale gbegbe, eyae nye Fiagã ɖe anyigba la katã dzi!

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

Ebɔbɔ dukɔwo ɖe mía te, eye wòtsɔ anyigbadzitɔwo de míaƒe afɔ te.

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

Etia míaƒe domenyinu na mí si nye dada na Yakob, ame si wòlɔ̃. (Sela)

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

Mawu yi dzi kple aseyetsotso, Yehowa yi dzi kple kpẽ ƒe ɖiɖi.

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

Midzi kafukafuhawo na Mawu, midzi kafukafuhawo; midzi kafukafuhawo na míaƒe Fia la, midzi kafukafuhawo,

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

elabena Mawue nye Fia ɖe anyigba blibo la dzi, midzi kafukafuha nɛ.

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

Mawu ɖu fia ɖe dukɔwo dzi. Mawu nɔ anyi ɖe eƒe fiazikpui kɔkɔe la dzi.

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.

Dukɔwo ƒe bubumewo ɖi anyi abe Abraham ƒe Mawu la ƒe amewo ene, elabena anyigbadzifiawo nye Mawu tɔ, elabena wodo eya amea ɖe dzi bobobo.