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.

Til Sangmesteren. Af Koras Sønner. En Salme.

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

Alle Folkeslag, klap i Hænderne, bryd ud i jublende Lovsang for Gud!

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

Thi HERREN, den Højeste, er frygtelig, en Konge stor over hele Jorden.

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

Han bøjede Folkefærd under os og Folkeslag under vor Fod;

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

han udvalgte os vor Arvelod, Jakob hans elskedes Stolthed. (Sela)

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

Gud steg op under Jubel, HERREN under Hornets Klang.

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

Syng, ja syng for Gud, syng, ja syng for vor Konge;

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

thi han er al Jordens Konge, syng en Sang for Gud.

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.

Gud har vist, han er Folkenes Konge, paa sin hellige Trone har Gud taget Sæde. Folkenes Stormænd samles med Folket, der tilhører Abrahams Gud; thi Guds er Jordens Skjolde, højt ophøjet er han!