Psalm 47

To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.

1All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto 1God with the voice of triumph!

2For Jehovah, the Most High, is terrible, a great king over all the earth.

3He subdueth the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

4He hath chosen our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah. 52

God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet.

6Sing psalms of 3God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms!

7For 4God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding. 85

God reigneth over the nations; 6God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the 7God of Abraham. For unto 8God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.