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Psalme 47 - King James 1611 bible

Psalme 47

¹[To the chiefe musician, a psalme for the sonnes of Korah.] O Clap your hands (all ye people:) shoute vnto God with the voyce of triumph:

²For the Lord most high is terrible; he is a great King ouer all the earth.

³Hee shall subdue the people vnder vs, and the nations vnder our feet.

⁴He shall chuse our inheritance for vs, the excellencie of Iacob whom hee loued. Selah.

⁵God is gone vp with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet.

⁶Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises vnto our King, sing praises.

⁷For God is the King of all the earth, sing ye praises with vnderstanding.

⁸God reigneth ouer the heathen: God sitteth vpon the throne of his holinesse.

⁹The princes of the people are gathered together, euen the people of the God of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong vnto God: hee is greatly exalted.