Salmenes 47

1 Til sangmesteren; av Korahs barn; en salme. Klapp i hender, alle folk, juble for Gud med fryderop.

To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto God with the voice of triumph!

2 For Herren, den Høieste, er forferdelig, en stor konge over all jorden.

For Jehovah, the Most High, is terrible, a great king over all the earth.

3 Han legger folkeslag under oss og folkeferd under våre føtter.

He subdueth the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 Han utvelger oss vår arvelodd, Jakobs, hans elskedes herlighet. (Sela)

He hath chosen our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

5 Gud fór op under jubelrop, Herren under basuners lyd.

God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet.

6 Lovsyng Gud, lovsyng! Lovsyng vår konge, lovsyng!

Sing psalms of God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms!

7 For Gud er all jordens konge; syng en sang som gjør vis!

For God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding.

8 Gud er konge over folkene, Gud har satt sig på sin hellige trone.

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9 Folkenes fyrster samler sig med Abrahams Guds folk; for jordens skjold hører Gud til, han er såre ophøiet.

The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the God of Abraham. For unto God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.