Psalm 47:1-9
Clap Your Hands, All You Peoples

0 To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

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1 O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.

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2 For the LORD most high [is] terrible; [he is] a great King over all the earth.

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3 He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

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4 He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.

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5 God is gone up with a shout, the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.

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

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7 For God [is] the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.

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8 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.

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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.

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