Psalm 47:1

Verse 1 of 9. The 47th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.

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

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

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

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

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

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Psalm 47:1 in the World English Bible

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by the sons of Korah. Oh clap your hands, all you nations. Shout to God with the voice of triumph!
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Matthew Henry on Psalm 47:1

The psalmist, having his own heart filled with great and good thoughts of God, endeavours to engage all about him in the blessed work of praise, as one convinced that God is worthy of all blessing and praise, and as one grieved at his own and others' backwardness to and barrenness in this work. Observe, in these verses,

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King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.