Psalm 47

To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

47:1
¶ 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.