Psalms 47

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. O clap your hands, all ye people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.

Aka mawt ham Korah ca rhoek kah Tingtoenglung Pilnam boeih loh kut paeng uh lamtah tamlung ol neh Pathen taengah yuhui uh lah.

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

Khohni Yahweh tah rhih om tloe tih diklai pum kah manghai tanglue la om.

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

Pilnam rhoek te mamih hmuila, namtu rhoek te mamih kho hmuila a hlak.

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

A lungnah Jakob kah a mingthennah, mamih kah rho te mamih ham a tuek. (Selah)

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

Pathen tah tamlung neh, BOEIPA tah tuki ol neh luei coeng.

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

Pathen te tingtoeng uh, tingtoeng uh, mamih kah manghai te tingtoeng uh, tingtoeng uh.

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

Diklai pum kah Pathen Manghai he hlohlai neh tingtoeng uh.

8 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

Pathen tah Namtom boeih soah manghai coeng tih Pathen tah amah kah hmuencim ngolkhoel dongah ngol.

9 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.

Diklai photling rhoek he Pathen hut la om tih a thueng soeh dongah pilnam hlangcong rhoek loh Abraham Pathen kah pilnam a tingtun thiluh.