Psalms 47
1{To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.} All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto God 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.
5God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet.
6Sing psalms of God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms!
7For God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding.
8God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.
9The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the God of Abraham. For unto God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted.
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