Psalm 47

Dewey Westra, 1931

1. Praise the LORD, ye lands! Nations clap your hands,
   Shout aloud to God, Spread His fame abroad.
   Praise Him loud and long With a triumph song;
   Bow as ye draw nigh, for the LORD Most High,
   Terrible is He in His dignity;
   And His kingdom’s girth circles all the earth.
   
2. God has gone on high with a joyful cry;
   Hosts with trumpet sound make His praise abound.
   Sing ye praise to God, tell His fame abroad,
   Take a Psalm and shout, let His praise ring out,
   Lift your voice and sing glory to our King;
   He is Lord of earth, magnify His worth.
   
3. Praise His majesty understandingly;
   God is King alone on His holy throne,
   Issues His commands to all heathen lands.
   Lo, their princes all gather at His call:
   His the shields of earth, His the power, the worth;
   He, the God on high, is our Helper nigh.