1To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.2For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.3He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.4He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.5God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.6Sing praises 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 heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.9The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.
Psalm 47
New International Reader’s Version
For the director of music. A psalm of the Sons of Korah.
1Clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with cries of joy.2Do this because the LORD Most High is wonderful. He is the great King over the whole earth.3He brought nations under our control. He made them fall under us.4He chose our land for us. The people of Jacob are proud of their land, and God loves them.5God went up to his throne while his people were shouting with joy. The LORD went up while trumpets were playing.6Sing praises to God. Sing praises. Sing praises to our King. Sing praises.7God is the King of the whole earth. Sing a psalm of praise to him.8God rules over the nations. He is seated on his holy throne.9The nobles of the nations come together. They are now part of the people of the God of Abraham. The kings of the earth belong to God. He is greatly honoured.