Habakuk 3
1 Lemo mane Habakuk janabi olamo e dwond Shigionot ema:
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 Jehova Nyasaye, asewinjo humbi; achungʼ e nyimi ka an-gi luoro kuom gik misetimo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye. Mad itimgi kendo e kindewa, mi gingʼere e ndalowani; ka in gi mirima to mad ipar ngʼwono.
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 Nyasaye nobiro koa Teman, Nyasaye Maler moa e got mar Paran. (Sela) Duongʼne noumo polo, kendo pakne nopongʼo piny.
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendour fills the earth.
4 Berne ne chalo kawuok chiengʼ; kendo ler ne mil ka wuok e lwete, kama tekone opandie.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 Masira mar tuoche notelo e nyime; to midekre noluwe.
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 Ne ochungʼ kendo noyiengo piny, ne ongʼicho mi ogendini otetni. Gode machon nomukore kendo gode matindo manyaka nene bende nopodho. Yorene osiko manyaka chiengʼ.
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 Ne aneno hemb jo-Kushan ka nigi chandruok, kuonde dak mag jo-Midian nigi kihondko.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Mirima nomaki gi aore, yaye Jehova Nyasaye? Koso mirima nomaki gi aore matindo? Koso ne ikecho gi nam kane iidho farese, ma en gachi mar loch?
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 Isechiko atungʼ mari, kendo iluongo mondo omedi aserni mangʼeny. (Sela) Ipogo piny gi aore,
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 gode ne oneni ma otetni giluoro; oula nomwomo karidore. Kude matut bende mor matek; apaka ne tingʼore malo.
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 Wangʼ chiengʼ gi dwe nochungʼ kargi e kor polo ka gineno asernigi mibayo; ka mil polo machalo tongʼ mobaa.
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 E mirimbi ne iwuotho e piny duto, to kuom mirimbi ne inyono ogendini.
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Ne ibiro mondo ires jogi, mondo iwar ngʼatno mowal. Ne inyono jatend piny richo, ne ilonye duk koa e tiende piny nyaka e wiye. (Sela)
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 Gi tonge owuon isechwoyo wiye, kane jolwenje omonjowa mondo gikewa, ka gin gi ilo ka gima gichiegni tieko joma onge gi nyalo kama ne giponde.
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 To ne inyono nam gi faresegi, ka iduwo pi.
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Ne awinjo ma chunya noridore, dhoga nomoko kane awinjo kokono; chokena nonyosore kendo tiendena notetni. To kata kamano abiro rito ka ahora ni odiechieng masira mabiro mako oganda ma monjowa chopi.
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 Kata obedo ni yadh ngʼowu ok nyal thiewo bende kata obedo ni onge olemo ewi yadh zeituni, kata obedo ni yadh mzabibu ok nyag olemo bende kata obedo ni puothe ok nyag cham, kendo kata obedo ni rombe orumo e abila mi dhok bende orumo duto e dipo,
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 to kata kamano pod abiro bedo gi ilo kuom Jehova Nyasaye, kendo abiro bedo mamor kuom Nyasaye ma Jawarna.
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Jehova Nyasaye Manyalo Gik Moko Duto e tekona; en ema omiyo tienda bedo mayot ka tiend mwanda, en ema omiyo awuotho kuonde motingʼore malo. Ne jatend wer. E thuma mar kamba.
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.
