< Psalms 47 >

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!
لِإِمَامِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ. لِبَنِي قُورَحَ. مَزْمُورٌ يَا جَمِيعَ ٱلْأُمَمِ صَفِّقُوا بِٱلْأَيَادِي. ٱهْتِفُوا لِلهِ بِصَوْتِ ٱلِٱبْتِهَاجِ.١
2 For Yahweh Most High is awesome. He is a great King over all the earth.
لِأَنَّ ٱلرَّبَّ عَلِيٌّ مَخُوفٌ، مَلِكٌ كَبِيرٌ عَلَى كُلِّ ٱلْأَرْضِ.٢
3 He subdues nations under us, and peoples under our feet.
يُخْضِعُ ٱلشُّعُوبَ تَحْتَنَا، وَٱلْأُمَمَ تَحْتَ أَقْدَامِنَا.٣
4 He chooses our inheritance for us, the glory of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)
يَخْتَارُ لَنَا نَصِيبَنَا، فَخْرَ يَعْقُوبَ ٱلَّذِي أَحَبَّهُ. سِلَاهْ.٤
5 God has gone up with a shout, Yahweh with the sound of a trumpet.
صَعِدَ ٱللهُ بِهُتَافٍ، ٱلرَّبُّ بِصَوْتِ ٱلصُّورِ.٥
6 Sing praises to God! Sing praises! Sing praises to our King! Sing praises!
رَنِّمُوا لِلهِ، رَنِّمُوا. رَنِّمُوا لِمَلِكِنَا، رَنِّمُوا.٦
7 For God is the King of all the earth. Sing praises with understanding.
لِأَنَّ ٱللهَ مَلِكُ ٱلْأَرْضِ كُلِّهَا، رَنِّمُوا قَصِيدَةً.٧
8 God reigns over the nations. God sits on his holy throne.
مَلَكَ ٱللهُ عَلَى ٱلْأُمَمِ. ٱللهُ جَلَسَ عَلَى كُرْسِيِّ قُدْسِهِ.٨
9 The princes of the peoples are gathered together, the people of the God of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to God. He is greatly exalted!
شُرَفَاءُ ٱلشُّعُوبِ ٱجْتَمَعُوا. شَعْبُ إِلَهِ إِبْرَاهِيمَ. لِأَنَّ لِلهِ مَجَانَّ ٱلْأَرْضِ. هُوَ مُتَعَالٍ جِدًّا.٩

< Psalms 47 >