Chapter 47
1O clap your hands, all you people; shout to AO with the voice of triumph.
2For AO the Most High is terrible; He is a great King over all the earth.
3He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.
4He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.
5God is gone rose up with a shout, AO has risen with the sound of a trumpet.
6Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.
7For AO is the King of all the earth: sing you praises with understanding.
8AO reigns over the heathen: AO sits upon the throne of His holiness.
9The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong to AO: He is greatly exalted.