WEB Psalms 47 Chapter
47:1
To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. O clap your hands, all ye people; shout to God with the voice of triumph.
47:2
For the LORD most high [is] terrible; [he is] a great King over all the earth.
47:3
He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.
47:4
He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellence of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.
47:5
God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.
47:6
Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.
47:7
For God [is] the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.
47:8
God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.
47:9
The princes of the people are assembled, [even] the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth [belong] to God: he is greatly exalted.