Psalms 47

¹Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples;

²For Jehovah Most High is terrible;

³He subdueth peoples under us,

⁴He chooseth our inheritance for us,

⁵God is gone up with a shout,

⁶Sing praises to God, sing praises:

⁷For God is the King of all the earth:

⁸God reigneth over the nations:

⁹The princes of the peoples are gathered together