For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.

All that pass by clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?

There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?

To the chief Musician{H8764)}, A Psalm for the sons of Korah. O clap{H8798)} your hands, all ye people; shout{H8685)} unto God with the voice of triumph.

Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together