The Book of Psalms
Psalm 47
Oh clap your hands, all ye peoples; Shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
For Jehovah Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth.
He subdueth peoples under us, And nations under our feet.
He chooseth our inheritance for us, The glory of Jacob whom he loved. [Selah
God is gone up with a shout, Jehovah with the sound of a trumpet.
Sing praise to God, sing praises: Sing praises unto our King, sing praises.
For God is the King of all the earth: Sing ye praises with understanding.
God reigneth over the nations: God sitteth upon his holy throne.
The princes of the peoples are gathered together [To be] the people of the God of Abraham: For the shields of the earth belong unto God; He is greatly exalted.
