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.

Fún adarí orin. Ti àwọn ọmọ Kora. Saamu. Ẹ pàtẹ́wọ́, gbogbo ẹ̀yin ènìyàn ẹ hó sí Ọlọ́run pẹ̀lú orin ayọ̀ tó rinlẹ̀.

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

Báwo ni Olúwa Ọ̀gá-ògo ti ní ẹ̀rù tó ọba ńlá lórí gbogbo ayé.

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

Ṣe ìkápá àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè lábẹ́ wa àwọn ènìyàn lábẹ́ ẹsẹ̀ wa

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

Ó mú ilẹ̀ ìní wa fún wa, ọlá Jakọbu, ẹni tí ó fẹ́ wa.

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

Ọlọ́run tó gòkè lọ tí òun tayọ̀, Olúwa ti òun ti ariwo ìpè.

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

Ẹ kọrin ìyìn sí Ọlọ́run, ẹ kọrin ìyìn. Ẹ kọrin ìyìn sí ọba wa, ẹ kọrin ìyìn!

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

Nítorí Ọlọ́run ni ọba gbogbo ayé, ẹ kọrin ìyìn pẹ̀lú Saamu!

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

Ọlọ́run jẹ ọba lórí gbogbo kèfèrí; Ọlọ́run jókòó lórí ìtẹ́ ìwà mímọ́ rẹ̀.

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.

Àwọn aládé ayé kó ara wọn jọ gẹ́gẹ́ bí ènìyàn Ọlọ́run Abrahamu nítorí asà ayé ti Ọlọ́run ni, òun ni ó ga jùlọ.