Psalms - Chapter 47

1<To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of the sons of Korah.> O make a glad noise with your hands, all you peoples; letting your voices go up to God with joy. 2For the Lord Most High is to be feared; he is a great King over all the earth. 3He will put down the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet. 4He will give us our heritage, the glory of Jacob who is dear to him. (Selah.) 5God has gone up with a glad cry, the Lord with the sound of the horn. 6Give praises to God, make songs of praise; give praises to our King, make songs of praise. 7For God is the King of all the earth; make songs of praise with knowledge. 8God is the ruler over the nations; God is on the high seat of his holy rule. 9The rulers of the peoples have come together, with the people of the God of Abraham; because the powers of the earth are God's: he is lifted up on high.