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.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme committed to the sonnes of Korah. All people clap your hands: sing loude vnto God with a ioyfull voyce.

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

For the Lord is high, and terrible: a great King ouer all the earth.

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

He hath subdued the people vnder vs, and the nations vnder our feete.

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

Hee hath chosen our inheritance for vs: euen the glory of Iaakob whom he loued. (Selah)

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

God is gone vp with triumph, euen the Lord, with the sound of the trumpet.

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

Sing prayses to God, sing prayses: sing prayses vnto our King, sing prayses.

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

For God is the King of all the earth: sing prayses euery one that hath vnderstanding.

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

God reigneth ouer the heathen: God sitteth vpon his holy throne.

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.

The princes of the people are gathered vnto the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the world belong to God: he is greatly to be exalted.