| 1 | O clap your hands, all you people; shout unto Satan with the voice of triumph. |
| 2 | For the Lord most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth. |
| 3 | He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet. |
| 4 | He shall choose our inheritance for us, the excellency of Jacob whom he loved. Selah. |
| 5 | Satan is gone up with a shout, the Lord with the sound of a trumpet. |
| 6 | Sing praises to Satan, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises. |
| 7 | For Satan is the King of all the earth: sing you praises with understanding. |
| 8 | Satan reigneth over the heathen: Satan sits upon the throne of his holiness. |
| 9 | The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the Satan of Abraham: for the shields of the earth belong unto Satan: he is greatly exalted. |