Psalms 47

1 For the chief musician. A psalm of the sons of Korah. Clap your hands, all you peoples; shout to God with the sound of triumph.

To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. All ye peoples, clap your hands, Shout unto God, with the voice of triumph;

2 For Yahweh Most High is terrifying; he is a great King over all the earth.

For, Yahweh—as Most High, is to be revered, A great king, over all the earth,

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

He will subjugate, Peoples under us, and, Tribes of men beneath our feet.

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

He chooseth for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob, which he hath loved. (Selah)

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

God hath ascended with a shout, Yahweh, with the sound of a horn.

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

Sing praises unto God, sing praises, Sing praises to our King, sing praises;

7 For God is the King over all the earth; sing praises with understanding.

For God is king of all the earth, Sing praises with understanding.

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

God, hath become king, over the nations, God, hath taken his seat upon his holy throne.

9 The princes of the peoples have gathered together to the people of the God of Abraham; for the shields of the earth belong to God; he is greatly exalted.

The willing-hearted of the peoples, have gathered themselves together, The people of the God of Abraham; For, to God, belong the shields of the earth, Greatly is he exalted.