Psalms 47

1 For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core. Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with a voice of exultation.

Pilnam thlangkhqi boeih aw, nami kut bei unawh taw; zeel doena Khawsa venawh khy lah uh.

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

Sawsang soeih Bawipa taw kqih awm nawh, khawmdek boeih ak khan awh sangpahrang bau soeih na awm hy!

3 He has subdued the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

Pilnam thlangkhqi ce ningnih ak kaina ta law nawh, ningnih a khawk kaina ta law hy.

4 He has chosen out his inheritance for us, the beauty of Jacob which he loved. (Pause)

Amah ing a lungnaak, Jacob ing a zoeksang qunaak qam ce ningnih a khawk kaina ta law hy.

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

Awmhly zeelmang ing khynaak anglak li awh Khawsa ce hang kai nawh, uut awi anglak li awh Khawsa taw hang kai hy.

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

Khawsa venawh kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh, kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh; ningnih sangpahrang a venawh kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh, kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh.

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

Ikawtih Khawsa taw Khawmdek boeih a Khawsa na awm hy saam kyihcah naak laa ce a venawh sa lah uh.

8 God reigns over the nations: God sits upon the throne of his holiness.

Pilnam ak khan awh Khawsa taw boei na awm hy; a boei ngawihdoelh ciim awh ce Khawsa taw ngawi hy.

9 The rulers of the people are assembled with the God of Abraam: for God's mighty ones of the earth have been greatly exalted.

Abraham Khawsa ak thlang na ami awm dawngawh pilnam thlang boeikhqi ing cun uhy; kawtih, aw khawmdek awhkaw sangpahrang khqi awm Khawsa koe ni; anih taw khawteh na zoeksang na awm hawh hy.