Psalms 47

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

KOMAIL kainok karos lopolop o kapinga Kot ki ngil kaperen!

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

Pwe Ieowa me lapalap kaualap, a meid kalank; i Nanmarki lapalap nin sap akan karos.

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

A kotin kaloedi ong kitail wei kan o aramas akan pan nä atail.

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

A kotin piladang kitail atail soso, lingan en Iakop, me a kotin pok ong. (Sela)

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

Kot kotida ngisingis, o Ieowa ki ngil en koronete kelail.

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

Kauli ong Kot psalm ko! Kaulki psalm ko! Kauli ong atail Nanmarki! Kakaul!

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

Pwe Kot Nanmarki nan sap karos; komail kaul ki psalm ni lolekong.

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

Kot Nanmarki en men liki kan; Kot kotikot pon mol a saraui.

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

Saupeidi en wei kan pokon pena wiala wein Kot en Apraam; pwe pere en mauin nin sappa me sapwilim en Kot. A kotin lapalap melel.