Psalms 47

1 To the Chief Musician. For the Sons of Korah. A Melody. All ye peoples, clap your hands, 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, Yahweh—as Most High, is to be revered, A great king, over all the earth,

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

3 He will subjugate, Peoples under us, and, Tribes of men beneath our feet.

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

4 He chooseth for us our inheritance, The excellence of Jacob, which he hath loved. (Selah)

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

5 God hath ascended with a shout, Yahweh, with the sound of a horn.

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

6 Sing praises unto God, sing praises, Sing praises to our King, sing praises;

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

7 For God is king of all the earth, Sing praises with understanding.

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

8 God, hath become king, over the nations, God, hath taken his seat upon his holy throne.

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

9 The willing-hearted of the peoples, have gathered themselves together, The people of the God of Abraham; For, to God, belong the shields of the earth, Greatly is he 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.