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.

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.

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

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

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

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

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

He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory 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, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet.

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

Sing praises to God, sing praises: Sing praises unto 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 ye praises with understanding.

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

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

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.

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.