Salmenes 47

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

“To the chief musician, a psalm for the sons of Korach.” All ye people, 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 the Lord is most high, fear-inspiring; he is a great king over all the earth.

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

He will subdue people under us, and nations under our feet.

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

He will choose for us our inheritance, the excellency of Jacob which he loveth. (Selah)

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

God ascendeth amid a triumphal shout, the Lord, amid the sound of the cornet.

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

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

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

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

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

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon his holy throne.

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

The nobles of the people are gathered together, [to be with] the people of the God of Abraham; for unto God belong the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.