Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to Shigionoth.
Yon priyè Habacuc, pwofèt la, selon fòm Sigonoth la.
2 O Jehovah, I have heard the report of thee, and am afraid. O Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years. In the midst of the years make it known. In wrath remember mercy.
SENYÈ, mwen te tande yon rapò sou Ou menm e mwen kanpe etonnen nèt. O SENYÈ, fè zèv ou yo leve ankò nan mitan ane yo. Fè yo vin koni nan mitan ane yo. Nan chalè kòlè, Ou, sonje mizerikòd.
3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.
Bondye soti nan Théman; (Sila) ki Sen an soti nan Mòn Paran. Tan Bèlte Li kouvri syèl la, e tè a vin plen ak lwanj Li.
4 And his brightness was as the light. He had rays from his hand, and there was the hiding of his power.
Ekla Li tankou reyon solèy la. Gen tras klate limyè ki soti nan men L, e nanpwen anyen ki kache de pouvwa Li.
5 Before him went the pestilence. And fiery bolts went forth at his feet.
Devan Li, tout kalite touman mache; dèyè Li, epidemi a swiv sou pye L.
6 He stood, and measured the earth. He beheld, and drove apart the nations. And the eternal mountains were scattered. The everlasting hills bowed. His goings were as of old.
Li te kanpe; tè a te sikwe. Li te gade; nasyon yo te etone. Wi, lansyen mòn yo te vin detwi, ansyen kolin yo te vin efondre. Chemen li yo dire jis pou tout tan.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The curtains of the land of Midian trembled.
Mwen te wè tant a Cush yo anba detrès. Rido tant a Madian yo t ap tranble.
8 Was Jehovah displeased with the rivers? Was thine anger against the rivers, or thy wrath against the sea, that thou rode upon thy horses, upon thy chariots of salvation?
Èske SENYÈ a te malkontan ak rivyè yo? Èske se ak rivyè yo Ou te fache? Oswa, èske kòlè Ou te kont lanmè a, ki fè Ou te monte sou cheval Ou yo, sou cha delivrans Ou yo?
9 Thy bow was made quite bare. The oaths to the tribes were a sure word. (Selah) Thou split the earth with rivers.
Ou te rale banza a soti nan fouwo l; Ou te rele flech ou yo fè semàn an. (Selah) Ou te fann tè a ak rivyè yo.
10 The mountains saw thee, and were afraid. The tempest of waters passed by. The deep uttered its voice, and lifted up its hands on high.
Mòn yo te wè, Ou e yo te tranble. Flèv dlo yo te kouri desann. Pwofondè a te gwononde. Li te leve men l anlè.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation, at the light of thine arrows as they went, at the shining of thy glittering spear.
Solèy la ak lalin nan te kanpe nan plas yo. Nan eklè flèch Ou yo, ak briyans lans Ou yo, solay ak lalin nan te kanpe sou plas.
12 Thou marched though the land in indignation. Thou threshed the nations in anger.
Nan gwo kòlè Ou, Ou te mache travèse tè a. Nan kòlè Ou, Ou te foule mache sou nasyon yo.
13 Thou went forth for the salvation of thy people, for the salvation of thine anointed. Thou wound the head out of the house of the wicked man, laying bare the foundation even to the neck. (Selah)
Ou te soti pou delivrans a pèp Ou a, pou sali pèp onksyon Ou an. Ou te frape tèt peyi mechanste an. Ou te ekspoze li nèt, depi nan kwis li pou rive nan kou l. (Selah)
14 Thou pierced with his own staves the head of his warriors. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me. Their rejoicing was as to devour the poor man secretly.
Ou te frennen tèt gèye li yo ak pwòp nepe yo. Yo te antre kon toubiyon pou gaye nou. Ak gwo lajwa yo te tankou (sila) ki devore malere an sekrè yo.
15 Thou walked through the sea with thy horses, the heap of mighty waters.
Ou te foule mache sou lanmè a ak cheval Ou yo, sou lam lanmè a k ap boulvèse dlo a.
16 I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
Mwen te tande, e zantray mwen te tranble. Lèv mwen te tranble ak son vwa a. Pouiti la lantre nan zo m, mwen te tranble sou plas, paske mwen oblije tann jou detrès la, byen kal, tan pèp la k ap leve vin anvayi nou.
17 For though the fig tree shall not flourish, nor shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no food; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls;
Menmsi pye fig la pa ta fleri, ni pa gen fwi sou branch rezen yo, menmsi donn oliv la vin sispann, e chan yo pa pwodwi manje, menmsi bann mouton an ta koupe separe de pak la, e pa gen bèf nan pak la,
18 yet I will rejoice in Jehovah. I will joy in the God of my salvation.
mwen va toujou egzalte nan SENYÈ a. Mwen va rejwi nan Bondye, sali mwen. Mwen va ranpli ak jwa akoz delivrans mwen an.
19 Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength. And he makes my feet like hinds' feet, and will make me to walk upon my high places.
Senyè BONDYE mwen an se fòs mwen. Li te fè pye mwen vin tankou pye sèf; Li te ban m fòs pou mache sou wo plas yo. Pou direktè koral la, sou enstriman a kòd mwen yo.
