Psalms 47

¹Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples; Shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

²For Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth.

³He subdueth peoples under us, And nations under our feet.

⁴He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he loved. Selah

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

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

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

⁸God reigneth over the nations: God sitteth upon his holy throne.

⁹The 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. Psalm 48 A Song; a Psalm of the sons of Korah.