Salmenes 47

1 Til sangmesteren; av Korahs barn; en salme. Klapp i hender, alle folk, juble for Gud med fryderop.

For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core. Clap your hands, all you nations; shout to God with a voice of exultation.

2 For Herren, den Høieste, er forferdelig, en stor konge over all jorden.

For the Lord most high is terrible; [he is] a great king over all the earth.

3 Han legger folkeslag under oss og folkeferd under våre føtter.

He has subdued the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 Han utvelger oss vår arvelodd, Jakobs, hans elskedes herlighet. (Sela)

He has chosen out his inheritance for us, the beauty of Jacob which he loved. (Pause)

5 Gud fór op under jubelrop, Herren under basuners lyd.

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

6 Lovsyng Gud, lovsyng! Lovsyng vår konge, lovsyng!

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

7 For Gud er all jordens konge; syng en sang som gjør vis!

For God is king of all the earth: sing praises with understanding.

8 Gud er konge over folkene, Gud har satt sig på sin hellige trone.

God reigns over the nations: God sits upon the throne of his holiness.

9 Folkenes fyrster samler sig med Abrahams Guds folk; for jordens skjold hører Gud til, han er såre ophøiet.

The rulers of the people are assembled with the God of Abraam: for God's mighty ones of the earth have been greatly exalted.