Clap Your Hands, All You Peoples

1O clappe youre hodes together (all ye people) O synge vnto God with the voyce of thakesgeuynge.

2For the LORDE the most hyest is to be feared, & he is the greate kynge vpo all ye earth.

3He shal subdue the people vnder vs, & the Heithe vnder oure fete.

4He choseth vs for an heretage, the beutie of Iacob whom he loued.

5Sela. God is gone vp wt a mery noyse, & the LORDE wt the sownde of the tropet.

6O synge prayses, synge prayses vnto God: O synge prayses, synge prayses vnto oure kynge.

7For God is kynge of all the earth, O synge prayses vnto him with vnderstondinge.

8God is kynge ouer the Heithe, God sitteth in his holy seate.

9The prynces of the people are gathered together vnto the God of Abraham: for God is farre farre hyer exalted, then the mightie lordes of the earth.