Psalms 47

1 TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. All you peoples, clap the hand, Shout to God with a voice of singing,

Til sangmesteren; av Korahs barn; en salme. Klapp i hender, alle folk, juble for Gud med fryderop.

2 For YHWH Most High [is] fearful, A great King over all the earth.

For Herren, den Høieste, er forferdelig, en stor konge over all jorden.

3 He leads peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

Han legger folkeslag under oss og folkeferd under våre føtter.

4 He chooses for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob that He loves. (Selah)

Han utvelger oss vår arvelodd, Jakobs, hans elskedes herlighet. (Sela)

5 God has gone up with a shout, YHWH with the sound of a horn.

Gud fór op under jubelrop, Herren under basuners lyd.

6 Praise God—praise—give praise to our king, praise.

Lovsyng Gud, lovsyng! Lovsyng vår konge, lovsyng!

7 For God [is] King of all the earth, Give praise, O understanding one.

For Gud er all jordens konge; syng en sang som gjør vis!

8 God has reigned over nations, God has sat on His holy throne,

Gud er konge over folkene, Gud har satt sig på sin hellige trone.

9 Nobles of peoples have been gathered, [With] the people of the God of Abraham, For the shields of earth [are] to God, Greatly has He been exalted!

Folkenes fyrster samler sig med Abrahams Guds folk; for jordens skjold hører Gud til, han er såre ophøiet.