Habakkuk 3
1 Profet Habakkuk e ratoumnae, Shigionoth la.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 Oe BAWIPA kai ni na lawk ka thai teh ka taki toe. Atu e kumnaw dawk na thaw tawk e a kamnue teh ka hmu toe. Na lungkhuek ei nakunghai, na lungmanae teh na pahnim hoeh.
I have heard, Lord, of your fame, I have seen, Lord, your work; through the years you have make yourself known, in wrath you remember mercy.
3 Cathut teh Teiman kho hai thoseh, Tami Kathoung teh Paran koehoi thoseh, a tho. Bawilennae ni kalvan a ramuk teh, a bawilennae ni talai van akawi.
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendor fills the earth.
4 A meilam teh kanî patetlah ao. A kut dawk kaawm e a bahu teh a raeng lah a tâco.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 A hmalah runae ni a cei teh, a hnuklah patawnae ni a kâbang.
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 A kangdue teh talaipui a bangnue. A khet nah miphunnaw a tâlueng awh. Ayan e monnaw ni a kâbawng awh teh, kacakpounge monruinaw a tip awh. Hatei, Bawipa teh a lamthung dawk poe a cei.
He stands, and the earth trembles, he looks, and the nations melt away, and the mountains of old are scattered, the everlasting hills bow down. These are his ways from of old.
7 Kushan ram dawk e rimnaw ni roedengnae a kâhmo awh teh, Midian ram dawk e yaphninaw a kâhuet e hah ka hmu.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Oe BAWIPA, Nang ni rungngangnae rangleng na kâcui nahanelah, tuipuinaw koe na lungkhuek na maw. Tuipui hoi na kâtaran maw.
Is your wrath, Lord, with the rivers? Is your anger against the streams? Or your rage against the sea? Is that why you ride on your war-steeds? Why you mount your chariots of victory?
9 Nang ni catounnaw koe lawkkam na tâ e patetlah lilava coungkacoe na rasa sin toe, talai dawk tuinaw na phuek sak toe.
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 Monnaw ni BAWIPA a hmu awh navah a kâhuet awh. Ka poum e tuinaw ni muen a ramuk. Tuipuinaw ni a hram awh teh a kut a dâw awh.
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
11 Kanî hoi thapa ni amamae hmuen dawk ao awh. Ahnimae a angnae dawk pala ni a cei teh, a raeng dawk tahroe hai sumpa lah a palik.
The sun forgets to rise. The moon stands still in its place. Your arrows go forth to give light. Your glittering spear is as lightning.
12 A lungkhuek laihoi ram pueng dawk a cei teh, a lungkhueknae ni miphunnaw hah koung a coungroe.
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Bawipa e a taminaw rungngangnae hanelah na tho teh, satui na awi e naw rungngang hanlah na tho. Tami kalan hoeh e im teh imthungkhu koehoi rep na kanawi pouh teh a carawng koe totouh na raphoe pouh.
You go forth to save your people. You go to help your anointed. You crush the head of the wicked nation, laying him bare from thigh to neck. (Selah)
14 Ransabawinaw e a lû hah palanaw hoi pawkkayawng lah a ka pouh. Ahnimouh teh kaimouh palek sak hanelah tûilî kathout patetlah a tho awh. Mathoenaw kei hanelah a lunghawi awh.
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 Bawipa nang ni marangnaw na kâcui teh athakaawme tuicapa lungui na cei.
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Na pâpho lawk ka thai navah ka lung a tâlueng, ka kam ka cakuep, ka hru a hmawn, ka takbuem a pâyaw. Bangkongtetpawiteh, runae hnin, kathetkung ni miphunnaw a tuknae tueng totouh ka o han rah.
I hear, and my body trembles, and at the sound my lips quiver. My bones begin to decay, and my footsteps totter beneath me, while I long for the day of distress to come upon those who attack us.
17 Thaibunglung kung ni pei hoeh, Misurkung paw hoeh, olivekung hai ngaihawi hane awm hoeh. law dawk hai apawhik paw hoeh, tu takha dawk tu kathup niteh, maito im dawk maito kaawm hoeh nakunghai.
Though the fig tree bears no fruit, and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive harvest fails, and the fields produce no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
18 Cathut dawk ka lung ahawi teh na ka rungngangnae Cathut kâuep lahoi ka lung ahawi han.
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Bawipa Jehovah teh kaie ka thaonae doeh, ka khok teh sayuk khok patetlah a coung sak teh, ka rasang e hmuen na poe han.
The Lord God is my strength; he makes my feet as sure as the feet of deer, and causes me to walk on the heights! To the music director: Use stringed instruments.
