Psalmi 47

1 Svi narodi, zaplještite rukama, pokliknite Bogu glasom radosnijem.

For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core. Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with a voice of exultation.

2 Jer je višnji Gospod strašan, car veliki nad svom zemljom.

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

3 Pokori nam narode i plemena pod noge naše.

He has subdued the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 Izbra nam dostojanje naše, krasotu Jakova, koji mu omilje.

He has chosen out his inheritance for us, the beauty of Jacob which he loved. (Pause)

5 Ide Bog uz podvikivanje, Gospod uz glas trubni.

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

6 Pojte Bogu, pojte; pojte caru našemu, pojte;

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

7 Jer je Bog car od sve zemlje, pojte pjesmu.

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

8 Bog caruje nad narodima; Bog sjedi na svetom prijestolu svom.

God reigns over the nations: God sits upon the throne of his holiness.

9 Knezovi narodni sastavljaju se s narodom Boga Avramova. Jer su štitovi zemaljski Božiji. Da je uzvišen!

The rulers of the people are assembled with the God of Abraam: for God's mighty ones of the earth have been greatly exalted.