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To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.
1  O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.* 2  For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth. 3  He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet. 4  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. 6  Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises. 7  For God is the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.† 8  God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness. 9  The princes 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 .‡
* 47:1 for: or, of † 47:7 with: or, every one that hath ‡ 47:9 princes…: or, voluntary of the people are gathered unto the people of the God of Abraham