Psalms, 47
To the director. Of the sons of Koʹrah. A melody.
1 All YOU peoples, clap YOUR hands.*1 Shout in triumph to God with the sound of a joyful cry.
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2 For Jehovah, the Most High, is fear-inspiring, A great King over all the earth.
3 He will subdue peoples under us And national groups under our feet.
4 He will choose for us our inheritance, The pride of Jacob, whom he has loved. Seʹlah.
5 God has ascended with joyful shouting, Jehovah with the sound of the horn.*1
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6 MAKE melody to God, make melody. Make melody to our King, make melody.
7 For God is King of all the earth; MAKE melody, acting with discretion.*1
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8 God has become king over the nations. God himself has taken his seat upon his holy throne.
9 The nobles of the peoples themselves have gathered together, [With] the people of the God*1 of Abraham. For to God the shields*2 of the earth belong. He is very high in his ascent.
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