Psalms 47

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

Načelniku gódbe; med nasledniki Koretovimi, psalm. Vsa ljudstva ploskajte z roko, ukajte Bogu z donečim glasom.

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

Ker Gospod najvišji, čestiti, kralj velik je nad vso zemljo.

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

V hlev goni ljudstva, v naš kraj, in narode v kraj naših nóg.

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

Odbira nam posestvo naše, diko Jakoba, katerega ljubi nad vse.

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

Gor gré Bog z veselim glasom, Gospod s trombe bučanjem.

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

Prepevajte Bogu, prepevajte; prepevajte kralju našemu, prepevajte!

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

Ker vse zemlje kralj je Bog, prepevajte s pesmijo ukovito!

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

Bog kraljuje nad narodi; Bog sedí na prestolu svetosti svoje.

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.

Radovoljni se zbirajo iz ljudstev, ljudstvo Boga Abrahamovega, ker Božje so hrambe dežele; silno je vzvišen.