Psalm 47

1  To 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.

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

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

4  He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.

5  God 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 God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.

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

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.