| Chapter 47 |
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{To the chief Musician. Of the sons of Korah. A Psalm.} All ye peoples, clap your hands; shout unto God with the voice of triumph! |
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For Jehovah, the Most High, is terrible, a great king over all the earth. |
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He subdueth the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet. |
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He hath chosen our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah. |
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God is gone up amid shouting, Jehovah amid the sound of the trumpet. |
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Sing psalms of God, sing psalms; sing psalms unto our King, sing psalms! |
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For God is the King of all the earth; sing psalms with understanding. |
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God reigneth over the nations; God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness. |
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The willing-hearted of the peoples have gathered together, [with] the people of the God of Abraham. For unto God [belong] the shields of the earth: he is greatly exalted. |