Psalm 47

To the chief Musician, A Psalm 1for the sons of Korah.

O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

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For the Lord most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.

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He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

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He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.


5
God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet.

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Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.

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For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises 1with understanding.

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God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

9
The 1princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.