Psalms 47
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Psalms 47
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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. | To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah.O make a glad noise with your hands, all you peoples; letting your voices go up to God with joy. |
For Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth. | For the Lord Most High is to be feared; he is a great King over all the earth. |
He subdueth peoples under us, And nations under our feet. | He will put down the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet. |
He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he loved. Selah | He will give us our heritage, the glory of Jacob who is dear to him. (Selah.) |
God is gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet. | God has gone up with a glad cry, the Lord with the sound of the horn. |
Sing praise to God, sing praises: Sing praises unto our King, sing praises. | Give praises to God, make songs of praise; give praises to our King, make songs of praise. |
For God is the King of all the earth: Sing ye praises with understanding. | For God is the King of all the earth; make songs of praise with knowledge. |
God reigneth over the nations: God sitteth upon his holy throne. | God is the ruler over the nations; God is on the high seat of his holy rule. |
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 rulers of the peoples have come together, with the people of the God of Abraham; because the powers of the earth are God's: he is lifted up on high. |