Habakkuk 3
1 This is a prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to Shigionoth:
Àdúrà wòlíì Habakuku gẹ́gẹ́ bí sígónótì. Ohun èlò orin.
2 O LORD, I have heard the report of You; I stand in awe, O LORD, of Your deeds. Revive them in these years; make them known in these years. In Your wrath, remember mercy!
Olúwa mo tí gbọ́ ohùn rẹ; ẹ̀rù sì ba mi fún iṣẹ́ rẹ Olúwa sọ wọn di ọ̀tún ní ọjọ́ ti wa, ní àkókò tiwa, jẹ́ kó di mí mọ̀; ni ìbínú, rántí àánú.
3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and His praise filled the earth.
Ọlọ́run yóò wa láti Temani, ibi mímọ́ jùlọ láti òkè Parani ògo rẹ̀ sí bo àwọn ọ̀run, ilé ayé sì kún fún ìyìn rẹ.
4 His radiance was like the sunlight; rays flashed from His hand, where His power is hidden.
Dídán rẹ sí dàbí ìmọ́lẹ̀ oòrùn ìtànṣán ìmọ́lẹ̀ jáde wa láti ọwọ́ rẹ, níbi tí wọn fi agbára rẹ̀ pamọ́ sí.
5 Plague went before Him, and fever followed in His steps.
Àjàkálẹ̀-ààrùn ń lọ ni iwájú rẹ; ìyọnu sí ń tọ ẹsẹ̀ rẹ lọ.
6 He stood and measured the earth; He looked and startled the nations; the ancient mountains crumbled; the perpetual hills collapsed. His ways are everlasting.
Ó dúró, ó sì mi ayé; ó wò, ó sì mú àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè wárìrì a sì tú àwọn òkè ńlá ayérayé ká, àwọn òkè kéékèèké ayérayé sì tẹríba: ọ̀nà rẹ ayérayé ni.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress; the curtains of Midian were trembling.
Mo rí àgọ́ Kuṣani nínú ìpọ́njú àti àwọn ibùgbé Midiani nínú ìrora.
8 Were You angry at the rivers, O LORD? Was Your wrath against the streams? Did You rage against the sea when You rode on Your horses, on Your chariots of salvation?
Ǹjẹ́ ìwọ ha ń bínú sí àwọn odò nì, Olúwa? Ǹjẹ́ ìbínú rẹ wa lórí àwọn odò ṣíṣàn bí? Ìbínú rẹ ha wá sórí Òkun tí ìwọ fi ń gun ẹṣin, àti kẹ̀kẹ́ ìgbàlà rẹ?
9 You brandished Your bow; You called for many arrows. (Selah) You split the earth with rivers.
A ṣí ọrun rẹ sílẹ̀ pátápátá, gẹ́gẹ́ bí ìbúra àwọn ẹ̀yà, àní ọ̀rọ̀ rẹ, ìwọ sì fi odò pín ilẹ̀ ayé.
10 The mountains saw You and quaked; torrents of water swept by. The deep roared with its voice and lifted its hands on high.
Àwọn òkè ńlá ri ọ wọn sì wárìrì àgbàrá òjò ń sàn án kọjá lọ; ibú ń ké ramúramù ó sì gbé irú omi sókè.
11 Sun and moon stood still in their places at the flash of Your flying arrows, at the brightness of Your shining spear.
Òòrùn àti Òṣùpá dúró jẹ́ẹ́jẹ́ ni ibùgbé wọn, pẹ̀lú ìmọ́lẹ̀ ọfà rẹ ni wọn yára lọ, àti ni dídán ọ̀kọ̀ rẹ ti ń kọ mànà.
12 You marched across the earth with fury; You threshed the nations in wrath.
Ní ìrunú ni ìwọ rin ilẹ̀ náà já, ní ìbínú ni ìwọ tí tẹ́ àwọn orílẹ̀-èdè rẹ.
13 You went forth for the salvation of Your people, to save Your anointed. You crushed the head of the house of the wicked and stripped him from head to toe.
Ìwọ jáde lọ láti tú àwọn ènìyàn rẹ sílẹ̀, àti láti gba ẹni àmì òróró rẹ là, Ìwọ ti run àwọn olórí kúrò nínú ilẹ̀ àwọn ènìyàn búburú, ó sì bọ ìhámọ́ra rẹ láti orí de ẹsẹ̀.
14 With his own spear You pierced his head, when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though ready to secretly devour the weak.
Pẹ̀lú ọ̀kọ̀ rẹ̀ kí ó fi gún orí rẹ nígbà tí àwọn jagunjagun rẹ̀ jáde láti tú wá ká, ayọ̀ wọn sì ni láti jẹ tálákà run ní ìkọ̀kọ̀.
15 You trampled the sea with Your horses, churning the great waters.
Ìwọ fi ẹṣin rẹ rìn Òkun já, ó sì da àwọn omi ńlá ru.
16 I heard and trembled within; my lips quivered at the sound. Decay entered my bones; I trembled where I stood. Yet I must wait patiently for the day of distress to come upon the people who invade us.
Mo gbọ́, ọkàn mi sì wárìrì, ètè mi sì gbọ̀n sí ìró náà; ìbàjẹ́ sì wọ inú egungun mi lọ, ẹsẹ̀ mi sì wárìrì, mo dúró ni ìdákẹ́ jẹ́ẹ́ fún ọjọ́ ìdààmú láti de sórí àwọn ènìyàn tó ń dojúkọ wá.
17 Though the fig tree does not bud and no fruit is on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though the sheep are cut off from the fold and no cattle are in the stalls,
Bí igi ọ̀pọ̀tọ́ ko tilẹ̀ tanná, tí èso kò sí nínú àjàrà; tí igi olifi ko le so, àwọn oko ko sì mú oúnjẹ wá; tí a sì ké agbo ẹran kúrò nínú agbo, tí kò sì sí ọwọ́ ẹran ni ibùso mọ́,
18 yet I will exult in the LORD; I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!
síbẹ̀, èmi ó láyọ̀ nínú Olúwa, èmi yóò sí máa yọ nínú Ọlọ́run ìgbàlà mi.
19 GOD the Lord is my strength; He makes my feet like those of a deer; He makes me walk upon the heights!
Olúwa Olódùmarè ni agbára mi, òun yóò sí ṣe ẹsẹ̀ mi bí ẹsẹ̀ abo àgbọ̀nrín, yóò sí mú mi rìn lórí ibi gíga. Sí olórí akọrin lórí ohun èlò orin olókùn mi.
