Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, put to Shigionoth.
Molitva proroka Avakuma; za pjevanje.
2 O Lord, word of you has come to my ears; I have seen your work, O Lord; when the years come near make it clear; in wrath keep mercy in mind.
Gospode, èuh rijeè tvoju, i uplaših se; Gospode, djelo svoje usred godina saèuvaj u životu, usred godina objavi ga, u gnjevu sjeti se milosti.
3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) The heavens were covered with his glory, and the earth was full of his praise.
Bog doðe od Temana i svetac s gore Farana; slava njegova pokri nebesa i zemlja se napuni hvale njegove.
4 He was shining like the light; he had rays coming out from his hand: there his power was kept secret.
Svjetlost mu bijaše kao sunce, zraci izlažahu mu iz ruku, i ondje bješe sakrivena (sila) njegova.
5 Before him went disease, and flames went out at his feet.
Pred njim iðaše pomor, i živo ugljevlje iðaše ispod nogu njegovijeh.
6 From his high place he sent shaking on the earth; he saw and nations were suddenly moved: and the eternal mountains were broken, the unchanging hills were bent down; his ways are eternal.
Stade, i izmjeri zemlju, pogleda i razmetnu narode, raspadoše se vjeène gore, slegoše se humovi vjeèni; putovi su mu vjeèni.
7 The curtains of Cushan were troubled, and the tents of Midian were shaking.
Vidjeh šatore Etiopske u muci, ustreptaše zavjesi zemlji Madijanskoj.
8 Was your wrath burning against the rivers? were you angry with the sea, that you went on your horses, on your war-carriages of salvation?
Eda li se na rijeke razgnjevi Gospod? eda li se na rijeke raspali gnjev tvoj? na more jarost tvoja, kad si pojezdio na konjma svojim i na kolima svojim za spasenje?
9 Your bow was quite uncovered. (Selah) By you the earth was cut through with rivers.
Pomoli se luk tvoj kao što si se zakleo plemenima; razdro si zemlju za rijeke.
10 The mountains saw you and were moved with fear; the clouds were streaming with water: the voice of the deep was sounding; the sun did not come up, and the moon kept still in her place.
Vidješe te gore i uzdrktaše, povodanj navali; bezdana pusti glas svoj, uvis podiže ruke svoje.
11 At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.
Sunce i mjesec stadoše u stanu svom, idoše prema svjetlosti tvoje strijele, prema sijevanju sjajnoga koplja tvojega.
12 You went stepping through the land in wrath, crushing the nations in your passion.
Srdito si išao po zemlji, gnjevno si gazio narode.
13 You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of the one on whom your holy oil was put; wounding the head of the family of the evil-doer, uncovering the base even to the neck. (Selah)
Izašao si na spasenje narodu svojemu, na spasenje s pomazanikom svojim; razmrskao si glavu kuæi bezbožnièkoj do vrata otkrivši temelj.
14 You have put your spears through his head, his horsemen were sent in flight like dry stems; they had joy in driving away the poor, in making a meal of them secretly.
Njegovijem kopljima probio si glavu selima njegovijem kad navaljivahu kao vihor da me razaspu, radovahu se kao da æe proždrijeti siromaha u potaji.
15 The feet of your horses were on the sea, on the mass of great waters.
Išao si po moru na konjma svojim, po gomili mnoge vode.
16 Hearing it, my inner parts were moved, and my lips were shaking at the sound; my bones became feeble, and my steps were uncertain under me: I gave sounds of grief in the day of trouble, when his forces came up against the people in bands.
Èuh, i utroba se moja uskoleba, usne mi uzdrktaše na glas, u kosti mi uðe truhlež, i ustresoh se na mjestu svom; kako æu poèivati u dan nevolje, kad doðe na narod koji æe ga opustošiti.
17 For though the fig-tree has no flowers, and there is no fruit on the vine, and work on the olive comes to nothing, and the fields give no food; and the flock is cut off from its resting-place, and there is no herd in the cattle-house:
Jer smokva neæe cvasti, niti æe biti roda na lozi vinovoj; rod æe maslinov prevariti, i njive neæe dati hrane, ovaca æe nestati iz tora, i goveda neæe biti u oboru.
18 Still, I will be glad in the Lord, my joy will be in the God of my salvation.
Ali æu se ja radovati u Gospodu, veseliæu se u Bogu spasenja svojega.
19 The Lord God is my strength, and he makes my feet like roes' feet, guiding me on my high places. For the chief music-maker on corded instruments.
Gospod je Gospod (sila) moja, i daæe mi noge kao u košute, i vodiæe me po visinama mojim. Naèelniku pjevaèkom uz žice moje.
