Psalms

47 0 To the chief Musician, A Psalm ¹for the sons of Korah.

1 ^aO CLAP your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

2 For the LORD most high is ^bterrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

3 He ^cshall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

4 He ^dshall choose our inheritance for us, the ^eexcellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.

5 ^fGod is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.

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

7 For ^gGod is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises ²with understanding.

8 God ^hreigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9 ³The ⁱprinces of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for ^jthe shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.