Psalms 47
47
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
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 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 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.
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Psalms 47: ASV
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