Psalms 47

1 To the Overseer. — By sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap the hand, Shout to God with a voice of singing,

Til Sangmesteren; af Koras Børn; en Psalme.

2 For Jehovah Most High [is] fearful, A great king over all the earth.

Alle Folkeslag! klapper i Haand, jubler for Gud med frydefuld Røst.

3 He leadeth peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

Thi Herren, den Højeste, er forfærdelig, en stor Konge over al Jorden.

4 He doth choose for us our inheritance, The excellency of Jacob that He loves. (Selah)

Han tvinger Folkene under os, ja, Folkefærd under vore Fødder.

5 God hath gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet.

Han udvælger til os vor Arv, Jakobs Herlighed, hvem han elsker. (Sela)

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

Gud for op med Frydeklang, Herren med Basunes Lyd.

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

Synger for Gud, synger; synger for vor Konge, synger Psalmer!

8 God hath reigned over nations, God hath sat on His holy throne,

Thi Gud er al Jordens Konge; synger en lærerig Sang!

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

Gud regerer over Hedningerne, Gud sidder paa sin hellige Trone. Folkenes Fyrster samles til Abrahams Guds Folk; thi Jordens Skjolde høre Gud til, han er saare ophøjet.