Psalms 47

1 For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples; Shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

“For the leader of the music. A psalm of the sons of Korah.” O clap your hands, all ye nations! Shout unto God with the voice of triumph!

2 For Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth.

For terrible is Jehovah, the Most High, The great king over all the earth.

3 He subdueth peoples under us, And nations under our feet.

He hath subdued nations under us, And kingdoms under our feet;

4 He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

He hath chosen for us an inheritance, The glory of Jacob, whom he loved. (Pause)

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

God goeth up with a shout; Jehovah with the sound of the trumpet.

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

Sing praises to God, sing praises! Sing praises to our king, sing praises!

7 For God is the King of all the earth: Sing ye praises with understanding.

For God is king of all the earth; Sing to him hymns of praise!

8 God reigneth over the nations: God sitteth upon his holy throne.

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon his holy throne.

9 The princes of the peoples are gathered together [To be] the people of the God of Abraham; For the shields of the earth belong unto God: He is greatly exalted.

The princes of the nations gather themselves together To the people of the God of Abraham; For the mighty of the earth belong to God; He is supremely exalted.