Ps 47
1
O clap your hands, all ye peoples; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
2
For the LORD is most high, awful; a great King over all the earth.
3
He subdueth peoples under us, and nations under our feet.
4
He chooseth our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob whom He loveth. Selah
5
God is gone up amidst shouting, the LORD amidst the sound of the horn.
6
Sing praises to God, sing praises; sing praises unto our King, sing praises.
7
For God is the King of all the earth; sing ye praises in a skilful song.
8
God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon His holy throne.
9
The princes of the peoples are gathered together, the people of the God of Abraham;
for unto God belong the shields of the earth; He is greatly exalted.