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.

TO THE OVERSEER. A PSALM OF THE SONS OF KORAH. All you peoples, clap the hand, Shout to God with a voice of singing,

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

For YHWH Most High [is] fearful, A great King over all the earth.

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

He leads peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

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

He chooses for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob that He loves. (Selah)

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

God has gone up with a shout, YHWH with the sound of a horn.

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

Praise God—praise—give praise to our king, praise.

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

For God [is] King of all the earth, Give praise, O understanding one.

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

God has reigned over nations, God has sat on His holy throne,

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

Nobles of peoples have been gathered, [With] the people of the God of Abraham, For the shields of earth [are] to God, Greatly has He been exalted!