Psalms


47:1
 To 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.


47:2
 For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.


47:3
 He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.


47:4
 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.


47:5
 God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.


47:6
 Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.


47:7
 For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.


47:8
 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.


47:9
 The 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.