1 For the end, a Psalm for the sons of Core.
2 Clap your hands, all ye nations; shout to God with a voice of exultation.
3 For the Lord most high is terrible; [he is] a great king over all the earth.
4 He has subdued the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.
5 He has chosen out his inheritance for us, the beauty of Jacob which he loved. Pause.
6 God is gone up with a shout, the Lord with a sound of a trumpet.
7 Sing praises to our God, sing praises: sing praises to our King, sing praises.
8 For God is king of all the earth: sing praises with understanding.
9 God reigns over the nations: God sits upon the throne of his holiness.
10 The rulers of the people are assembled with the God of Abraam: for God's mighty ones of the earth have been greatly exalted.