Psalms 47

1 [For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph.

Unto the end, for the sons of Core. O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy,

2 For Jehovah Most High is awesome. He is a great King over all the earth.

For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth.

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

He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet.

4 He chooses our inheritance for us, the glory of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved.

5 God has gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet.

God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet.

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

Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye.

7 For God is the King of all the earth. Sing praises with understanding.

For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely.

8 God reigns over the nations. God sits on his holy throne.

God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.

9 The princes of the peoples are gathered together, the people of the God of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to God. He is greatly exalted.

The princes of the people are gathered together, with the God of Abraham: for the strong gods of the earth are exceedingly exalted.