Psalms47

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(Psa 47:1) O Clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
(Psa 47:2) For the Lord most high {is} terrible; {he is} a great King over all the earth.
(Psa 47:3) He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.
(Psa 47:4) He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah.
(Psa 47:5) God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet.
(Psa 47:6) Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.
(Psa 47:7) For God {is} the King of all the earth: sing ye praises with understanding.
(Psa 47:8) God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.
(Psa 47:9) 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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