< 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.
Psalmus David, in finem, pro filiis Core. Omnes Gentes plaudite manibus: iubilate Deo in voce exultationis.
2 For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.
Quoniam Dominus excelsus, terribilis: Rex magnus super omnem terram.
3 He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.
Subiecit populos nobis: et gentes sub pedibus nostris.
4 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)
Elegit nobis hereditatem suam: speciem Iacob, quam dilexit.
5 God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.
Ascendit Deus in iubilo: et Dominus in voce tubae.
6 Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.
Psallite Deo nostro, psallite: psallite Regi nostro, psallite.
7 For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.
Quoniam Rex omnis terrae Deus: psallite sapienter.
8 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.
Regnabit Deus super gentes: Deus sedet super sedem sanctam suam.
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.
Principes populorum congregati sunt cum Deo Abraham: quoniam dii fortes terrae, vehementer elevati sunt.