Salmenes 47

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

To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. 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, Yahweh—as Most High, is to be revered, A great king, over all the earth,

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

He will subjugate, Peoples under us, and, Tribes of men beneath our feet.

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

He chooseth for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob, which he hath loved. (Selah)

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

God hath ascended with a shout, Yahweh, with the sound of a horn.

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

Sing praises unto God, sing praises, Sing praises to 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 praises with understanding.

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

God, hath become king, over the nations, God, hath taken his seat upon his holy throne.

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 themselves together, The people of the God of Abraham; For, to God, belong the shields of the earth, Greatly is he exalted.