Psalm 47

English Standard Version

1 To the choirmaster. A Psalm of the Sons of Korah. Clap your hands, all peoples! Shout to God with loud songs of joy! (1Sa 10:24; 2Ki 11:12; Ps 42:1; Ps 95:1; Isa 55:12; Na 3:19)2 For the Lord, the Most High, is to be feared, a great king over all the earth. (De 7:21; Ps 66:3; Ps 66:5; Ps 68:35; Mal 1:14)3 He subdued peoples under us, and nations under our feet. (Ps 18:47)4 He chose our heritage for us, the pride of Jacob whom he loves. (Ps 2:8; Am 6:8; Am 8:7; Na 2:2; 1Pe 1:4)5 God has gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet. (2Sa 6:15; Ps 68:18)6 Sing praises to God, sing praises! Sing praises to our King, sing praises!7 For God is the King of all the earth; sing praises with a psalm![1] (Zec 14:9; 1Co 14:15)8 God reigns over the nations; God sits on his holy throne. (1Ch 16:31; Ps 22:28)9 The princes of the peoples gather as the people of the God of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to God; he is highly exalted! (Ps 72:11; Ps 89:18; Isa 49:7; Isa 49:23)

Psalm 47

الكتاب المقدس

1 يَا جَمِيعَ الأُمَمِ صَفِّقُوا بِالأَيَادِي، وَاهْتِفُوا للهِ هُتَافَ الابْتِهَاجِ.2 لأَنَّ الرَّبَّ عَلِيٌّ مَخُوفٌ، مَلِكٌ عَظِيمٌ عَلَى كُلِّ الأَرْضِ.3 يُخْضِعُ الشُّعُوبَ لَنَا، وَيَطْرَحُ الأُمَمَ تَحْتَ أَقْدَامِنَا.4 يَخْتَارُ لَنَا مِيرَاثَنَا، فَخْرَ يَعْقُوبَ الَّذِي أَحَبَّهُ.5 ارْتَفَعَ اللهُ وَسَطَ الْهُتَافِ، ارْتَفَعَ الرَّبُّ وَسَطَ دَوِيِّ نَفْخِ الْبُوقِ.6 رَنِّمُوا لِلهِ، رَنِّمُوا. رَنِّمُوا لِمَلِكِنَا، رَنِّمُوا.7 لأَنَّ اللهَ هُوَ مَلِكُ الأَرْضِ كُلِّهَا. رَنِّمُوا لَهُ قَصِيدَةَ حَمْدٍ.8 مَلَكَ اللهُ عَلَى الأُمَمِ، اللهُ جَلَسَ عَلَى عَرْشِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ.9 رُؤَسَاءُ الأُمَمِ اجْتَمَعُوا مَعَ شَعْبِ إِلَهِ إِبْرَاهِيمَ. لأَنَّ لِلهِ حُمَاةَ الأَرْضِ وَهُوَ مُتَعَالٍ جِدّاً.