诗篇 46

1Unto the end, for the sons of Core. 2O clap your hands, all ye nations: shout unto God with the voice of Joy, 3For the Lord is high, terrible: a great king over all the earth. 4He hath subdued the people under us; and the nations under our feet. 5He hath chosen for us his inheritance the beauty of Jacob which he hath loved. 6God is ascended with jubilee, and the Lord with the sound of trumpet. 7Sing praises to our God, sing ye: sing praises to our king, sing ye. 8For God is the king of all the earth: sing ye wisely. 9God shall reign over the nations: God sitteth on his holy throne.