Psalms 47

1 For the Chief Musician; a Psalm of the sons of Korah. O clap your hands, all ye peoples; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

O clap your hands, all you people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.

2 For the LORD Most High is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

3 He shall subdue the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. (Selah)

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

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

God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a 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 the King of all the earth: sing you praises with understanding.

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

God reigns over the heathen: God sits on the throne of his holiness.

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 people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong to God: he is greatly exalted.