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.