Psalms 47

1 Unto the end, for the sons of Core. O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy,

To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm. All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto God with the voice of triumph!

2 For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth.

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

3 He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet.

He subdueth the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved.

He hath chosen our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

5 God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet.

God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet.

6 Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye.

Sing psalms of God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms!

7 For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely.

For God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding.

8 God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.

God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9 The princes of the people are gathered together, with the God of Abraham: for the strong gods of the earth are exceedingly exalted.

The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the God of Abraham. For unto God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.