PXLVII. To the chief Musician. A Psalm for the Sons of Korah

1 Clap hands all people, shout for joy
To God with voice of singing mirth.
2 For dreadful is the Lord an high,
A king most great o'er all the earth.
3 To us the people he subdues,
And nations at our feet do lie.
For us our her'tage he will chuse;
His loved Jacob's glory high.

5 God is ascended with a shout,
Jehovah with the trumpet's noise.
6 Sing praises to our king with voice.
7 For God of ll the earth is king,
Praise him each understanding one.
8 Over the heathen God doth reign:
God sits upon his holy throne.
9 Th' people of Abr'ham's God among
Princes of people gathered be:
For shields of th' earth to God belong,
Exalted mightily is he.

Text Information
First Line: Clap hands all people, shout for joy
Title: To the chief Musician. A Psalm for the Sons of Korah
Publication Date: 1742
Scripture: Psalm 47
Language: English
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