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 Korah. O clap your hands, all ye people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.

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

For the LORD most high [is] terrible; [he is] a great King over all the earth.

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

He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

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

He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellence of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

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

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

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

Sing praises to 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] the 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 heathen: 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 princes of the people are assembled, [even] the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth [belong] to God: he is greatly exalted.