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.

Thaburi ya Ariũ a Kora Inyuĩ andũ a ndũrĩrĩ ciothe, hũũrai hĩ; ugĩrĩriai nĩ ũndũ wa Ngai, na mwanĩrĩre mũrĩ na gĩkeno.

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

Jehova Ũrĩa-Ũrĩ-Igũrũ-Mũno kaĩ nĩ wa gwĩtigĩrwo-ĩ, O we Mũthamaki mũnene ũrĩa wathaga thĩ yothe!

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

Atooragia ndũrĩrĩ igaikara rungu rwitũ, irĩndĩ igaikara rungu rwa makinya maitũ.

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

Nĩwe watũthuurĩire igai riitũ, ithuĩ gĩkeno kĩa Jakubu, o ũcio eendete.

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

Ngai nĩambatĩte, o agĩkũngũyagĩrwo na gĩkeno, Jehova akaambata akĩhuhagĩrwo tũrumbeta.

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

Inĩrai Ngai mũmũgooce na nyĩmbo, mũinĩrei mũmũgooce; inĩrai Mũthamaki witũ mũmũgooce, mũinĩrei mũmũgooce.

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

Nĩgũkorwo Ngai nĩwe Mũthamaki wa thĩ yothe; mũgoocei na nyĩmbo.

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

Ngai nĩwe ũthamakagĩra ndũrĩrĩ; Ngai aikarĩire gĩtĩ gĩake kĩrĩa gĩtheru kĩa ũnene.

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.

Andũ a ndũrĩrĩ arĩa marĩ igweta nĩmonganĩte matuĩke ta andũ a Ngai wa Iburahĩmu, nĩgũkorwo athamaki a thĩ nĩ a Ngai; we nĩwe ũtũũgĩrĩtio mũno.