The Lantern

Psalms47

To the choirmaster. Of the sons of Korah. A psalm. All you peoples, clap the palm; shout to God with the voice of a ringing cry.

Clap Your Hands, All You Peoples

For the LORD Most High is fearful, a great king over all the earth.

He subdues peoples under us, and nations under our feet.

He chooses our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob whom he has loved. Selah.

God has gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a horn.

Make music to God, make music; make music to our king, make music.

For God is king of all the earth; make music with a maskil.

God reigns over the nations; God sits on his holy throne.

The nobles of the peoples have gathered — the people of the God of Abraham; for the shields of the earth belong to God. He is greatly exalted.