Psalms 47

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. O clap your hands, all ye people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.

Pilnam thlangkhqi boeih aw, nami kut bei unawh taw; zeel doena Khawsa venawh khy lah uh.

2 For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

Sawsang soeih Bawipa taw kqih awm nawh, khawmdek boeih ak khan awh sangpahrang bau soeih na awm hy!

3 He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

Pilnam thlangkhqi ce ningnih ak kaina ta law nawh, ningnih a khawk kaina ta law hy.

4 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

Amah ing a lungnaak, Jacob ing a zoeksang qunaak qam ce ningnih a khawk kaina ta law hy.

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

Awmhly zeelmang ing khynaak anglak li awh Khawsa ce hang kai nawh, uut awi anglak li awh Khawsa taw hang kai hy.

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

Khawsa venawh kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh, kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh; ningnih sangpahrang a venawh kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh, kyihcahnaak laa sa lah uh.

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

Ikawtih Khawsa taw Khawmdek boeih a Khawsa na awm hy saam kyihcah naak laa ce a venawh sa lah uh.

8 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

Pilnam ak khan awh Khawsa taw boei na awm hy; a boei ngawihdoelh ciim awh ce Khawsa taw ngawi hy.

9 The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong to God: he is greatly exalted.

Abraham Khawsa ak thlang na ami awm dawngawh pilnam thlang boeikhqi ing cun uhy; kawtih, aw khawmdek awhkaw sangpahrang khqi awm Khawsa koe ni; anih taw khawteh na zoeksang na awm hawh hy.