Psalms 47
1For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples; Shout unto God with the voice of triumph. 2For ▼▼1
Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth. ▼▼1) Or Jehovah is most high and terrible
3He subdueth peoples under us, And nations under our feet. 4He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he ▼▼1
loved. [[Selah ▼▼1) Or loveth
5God is gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet. 6Sing praise to God, sing praises: Sing praises unto our King, sing praises. 7For God is the King of all the earth: Sing ye praises ▼▼1
with understanding. ▼▼1) Or in a skilful psalm ; Heb Maschil
8God reigneth over the nations: God sitteth upon his holy throne. 9The princes of the peoples are gathered together ▼▼1
To be the people of the God of Abraham: For the shields of the earth belong unto God; He is greatly exalted. ▼▼1) Or, Unto the people
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