Psalms 47

1To 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.Log in to add notes

2For the Lord most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.Log in to add notes

3He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.Log in to add notes

4He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.Log in to add notes

5God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet.Log in to add notes

6Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.Log in to add notes

7For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.Log in to add notes

8God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.Log in to add notes

9The 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.Log in to add notes