Let the rivers clap their hands,
Let the mountains sing together for joy
“For you will go out with joy
And be led forth with peace;
The mountains and the hills will break forth into shouts of joy before you,
And all the trees of the field will clap their hands.
Then he brought the king’s son out and put the crown on him and gave him the testimony; and they made him king and anointed him, and they clapped their hands and said, “Long live the king!”
For the choir director. A Psalm of the sons of Korah.
O clap your hands, all peoples;
Shout to God with the voice of joy.
The pastures of the wilderness drip,
And the hills gird themselves with rejoicing.
The north and the south, You have created them;
Tabor and Hermon shout for joy at Your name.
The floods have lifted up, O Lord,
The floods have lifted up their voice,
The floods lift up their pounding waves.