Clap Your Hands, All Nations
For the director of music. A psalm of the sons of Korah.
47 1 Clap your hands, all you peoples! Shout to our Father with cries of joy! 2 For our Father Most High is awesome, a great King over all the earth. 3 He subdues peoples under us, and nations under our feet. 4 He chose our inheritance for us, the pride of Jacob whom he loves. Selah. a a v4 'The pride of Jacob' means the Promised Land — the inheritance Jacob's people treasured above all else.
5 Our Father has gone up amid shouts of joy, our Father amid the sound of the ram's horn. 6 Sing praises to our Father, sing praises! Sing praises to our King, sing praises! 7 For our Father is King of all the earth; sing praises with a skillful psalm. 8 Our Father reigns over the nations; our Father sits on his holy throne. 9 The princes of the peoples gather as the people of our Father of Abraham. For the shields of the earth belong to our Father; he is highly exalted. b b v9 'Shields' is a poetic word for rulers and kings — those who lead and defend their peoples.