Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to Shigionoth.
Okusaba kwa nnabbi Kaabakuuku, okw’Ekisigiyonosi.
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.
Ayi Mukama, mpulidde ebigambo byo; mpulidde ettutumu lyo Ayi Mukama, ne ntya. Bizze buggya mu nnaku zaffe, bimanyise mu biro bino, era mu busungu jjukira okusaasira.
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.
Katonda yajja ng’ava e Temani, Omutukuvu oyo ng’ava ku lusozi Palani. Ekitiibwa kye kyatimbibwa ku ggulu, ensi n’eryoka ejjula ettendo lye.
4 And his brightness was as the light. He had rays from his hand, and there was the hiding of his power.
Okumasamasa kwe ne kulyoka kubeera ng’enjuba evaayo. Ebimyanso byayakanga okuva mu mukono gwe, era omwo mwe mwasinziiranga amaanyi ge ag’ekitalo.
5 Before him went the pestilence. And fiery bolts went forth at his feet.
Kawumpuli ye yakulembera, Endwadde endala zinaamutta ne zigoberera.
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.
Yayimirira n’anyeenyanyeenya ensi; Yatunula n’akankanya amawanga. Ensozi ez’edda za merenguka, obusozi obw’edda ne buggwaawo. Engeri ze, za mirembe na mirembe.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The curtains of the land of Midian trembled.
Nalaba eweema z’e Kusani nga ziri mu nnaku: n’entimbe ez’ensi ya Midiyaani nga zijugumira.
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?
Ayi Mukama, wanyiigira emigga? Obusungu bwo bwali ku bugga obutono? Wanyiigira ennyanja bwe weebagala embalaasi zo, n’olinnya ku magaali go ag’obuwanguzi?
9 Thy bow was made quite bare. The oaths to the tribes were a sure word. (Selah) Thou split the earth with rivers.
Wasowolayo akasaale ko, wategeka okulasa obusaale; ensi n’ogyawulayawulamu n’emigga.
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.
Ensozi zaakulaba, ne zeenyogootola; Amataba ne gayitawo mbiro, obuziba bw’ennyanja ne buwuluguma, ne busitula amayengo gaayo waggulu.
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.
Enjuba n’omwezi ne biyimirira butengerera mu bifo byabyo, olw’okumyansa kw’obusaale bwo nga buwenyuka, n’olw’okumyansa kw’effumu lyo eritemagana.
12 Thou marched though the land in indignation. Thou threshed the nations in anger.
Watambula okuyita mu nsi ng’ojjudde ekiruyi, wasambirirasambirira amawanga mu busungu bwo.
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)
Wavaayo oleetere abantu bo obulokozi, olokole gwe wafukako amafuta; Wabetenta omukulembeze w’ensi ekola ebibi, ng’omwerulira ddala okuva ku mutwe okutuuka ku bigere.
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.
Wafumita omutwe gwe n’effumu lye ye, abalwanyi be bwe baavaayo okutugoba, nga bali ng’abanaatumalawo, ffe abaali baweddemu essuubi nga twekwese.
15 Thou walked through the sea with thy horses, the heap of mighty waters.
Walinnyirira ennyanja n’embalaasi zo, n’otabangula amazzi amangi.
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.
Nawulira, n’omutima gwange ne gukankana n’emimwa gyange gijugumira olw’eddoboozi eryo; Obuvundu ne buyingira mu magumba gange, amagulu gange ne gakankana. Naye nnaalindirira n’obugumiikiriza olunaku olw’okulabiramu ennaku bwe lulijjira eggwanga eritulumba.
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;
Wadde omutiini tegutojjera, so n’emizabbibu nga tegiriiko bibala, amakungula g’emizeeyituuni ne gabula, ennimiro ne zitabala mmere n’akamu, endiga nga ziweddemu mu kisibo, nga n’ente tezikyalimu mu biraalo,
18 yet I will rejoice in Jehovah. I will joy in the God of my salvation.
kyokka ndijaguliza Mukama, ne nsanyukira mu Katonda Omulokozi wange.
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.
Mukama Katonda, ge maanyi gange; afuula ebigere byange okuba ng’eby’empeewo, era ansobozesa okutambulira mu bifo ebigulumivu. Ya Mukulu wa Bayimbi, ku bivuga byange ebirina enkoba.
