Psalm 47Unto the end, for the sons of Core.
O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy,
2 For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth.
3 He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet.
4 He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved.
5 God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet.
6 Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye.
7 For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely.
8 God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.
9 The princes of the people are gathered together, with the God of Abraham: for the strong gods of the earth are exceedingly exalted.