Psalms 47

1 To victorie, a salm to the sones of Chore. Alle ye folkis, make ioie with hondis; synge ye hertli to God in the vois of ful out ioiyng.

[For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah.] Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph.

2 For the Lord is hiy and ferdful; a greet kyng on al erthe.

For the LORD Most High is awesome. He is a great King over all the earth.

3 He made puplis suget to vs; and hethene men vndur oure feet.

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

4 He chees his eritage to vs; the fairnesse of Jacob, whom he louyde.

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

5 God stiede in hertli song; and the Lord in the vois of a trumpe.

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

6 Synge ye to oure God, synge ye; synge ye to oure kyng, synge ye.

Sing praise to God, sing praises. Sing praises to our King, sing praises.

7 For God is kyng of al erthe; synge ye wiseli.

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

8 God schal regne on hethene men; God sittith on his hooli seete.

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

9 The princes of puplis ben gaderid togidere with God of Abraham; for the stronge goddis of erthe ben reisid greetli.

The princes of the peoples are gathered together, the people of the God of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to God. He is greatly exalted.