Psalmi 47

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

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

For, Yahweh—as Most High, is to be revered, A great king, over all the earth,

3 Pokori nam narode i plemena pod noge naše.

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

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

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

5 Ide Bog uz podvikivanje, Gospod uz glas trubni.

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

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

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

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

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.