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.

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of the sons of Korah.” O clap your hands, all ye nations! 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 terrible is Jehovah, the Most High, The great king over all the earth.

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

He hath subdued nations under us, And kingdoms under our feet;

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

He hath chosen for us an inheritance, The glory of Jacob, whom he loved. (Pause)

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

God goeth up with a shout; Jehovah with the sound of the trumpet.

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

Sing praises to God, sing praises! Sing praises to our king, sing praises!

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

For God is king of all the earth; Sing to him hymns of praise!

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

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon 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 nations gather themselves together To the people of the God of Abraham; For the mighty of the earth belong to God; He is supremely exalted.