Psalms Chapter 47
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. |
47:2 | For the LORD most high [is] terrible; [he is] a great ![]() ![]() |
47:3 | He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our ![]() |
47:4 | He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency 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 unto our ![]() |
47:7 | For God [is] the ![]() ![]() |
47:8 | God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness. |
47:9 | The princes of the people are gathered together, [even] the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the ![]() |