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.

1 Til sangmesteren; av Korahs barn; en salme.

2 Klapp i hender, alle folk, juble for Gud med fryderop.

3 For Herren, den Høieste, er forferdelig, en stor konge over all jorden.

4 Han legger folkeslag under oss og folkeferd under våre føtter.

5 Han utvelger oss vår arvelodd, Jakobs, hans elskedes herlighet. Sela.

6 Gud fór op under jubelrop, Herren under basuners lyd.

7 Lovsyng Gud, lovsyng! Lovsyng vår konge, lovsyng!

8 For Gud er all jordens konge; syng en sang som gjør vis!

9 Gud er konge over folkene, Gud har satt sig på sin hellige trone.

10 Folkenes fyrster samler sig med Abrahams Guds folk; for jordens skjold hører Gud til, han er såre ophøiet.