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.

KOMAIL kainok karoj lopolop o kapina Kot ki nil kaperen!

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

Pwe leowa me lapalap kaualap, a meid kalank; i Nanmarki lapalap nin jap akan karoj.

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

A kotin kaloedi on kitail wei kan o aramaj akan pan na atail.

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

A kotin piladan kitail atail jojo, linan en Iakop, me a kotin pok on.

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

Kot kotida nijinij, o leowa ki nil en koronete kelail.

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

Kauli on Kot pjalm ko! Kaulki pjalm ko! Kauli on atail Nanmarki! Kakaul!

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

Pwe Kot Nanmarki nan jap karoj; komail kaul ki pjalm ni lolekon.

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

Kot Nanmarki en men liki kan; Kot kotikot pon mol a jaraui.

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.

Jaupeidi en wei kan pokon pena wiala wein Kot en Apraam; pwe pere en mauin nin jappa me japwilim en Kot. A kotin lapalap melel.