Habakkuk 1
1 The burden which Habakkuk the prophet did see.
Ty entañe nioni’ i Kabakòke mpitoky.
2 Jehovah, how long shall I cry and thou wilt not hear? I cry out unto thee, Violence! and thou dost not save.
O ry Iehovà, pak’ombia ty hitoreovako, Ihe tsy mijanjiñeo? naho ipoñafako feo, ami’ty hoe: Varata! Tsy rombahe’o!
3 Why dost thou cause me to see iniquity, and lookest thou upon grievance? For spoiling and violence are before me; and there is strife, and contention riseth up.
Ino ty ampahaisaha’o ahy o tsy fanjofahañeo, naho ampandrendreha’o ty halonjerañe, naho ty harotsahañe, vaho ty halò-tserehañe aoloko ey? eo ka o mpiolao naho o mpandietseo.
4 Therefore the law is powerless, and justice doth never go forth; for the wicked encompasseth the righteous; therefore judgment goeth forth perverted.
Aa le repake t’i Hake, vaho tsy miboake ho vantañe o zakao; fa arikoboña’ o tsivokatseo o vañoñeo, aa le zaka vìlañe avao ty mandeha.
5 See ye among the nations, and behold, and wonder marvellously; for [I] work a work in your days, which ye will not believe, though it be declared [to you].
Sambao o kilakila’ ondatio, le maharendreha naho mañaraharà, Ilatsao fa hanoeñe amo andro’ areoo ty fitoloñañe tsy hiantofa’ areo, ndra t’ie italilañe.
6 For behold, I raise up the Chaldeans, that bitter and impetuous nation, which marcheth through the breadth of the earth, to possess dwelling-places that are not theirs.
Inao! te hampitroareko o nte-Kasdìo, i fifeheañe mafaitse naho malìsay, o hangovovoke hitsaha’e i tane bey heneheneio hitavana’e o akiba tsy a iareoo.
7 They are terrible and dreadful: their judgment and their dignity proceed from themselves.
Ie mampangebahebake naho mampirevendreveñe; miboak’ am-bata’e ty hionjona’ ty zaka naho ty enge’e.
8 And their horses are swifter than the leopards, and are more agile than the evening wolves; and their horsemen prance proudly, and their horsemen come from afar: they fly as an eagle that hasteth to devour.
Masika te amo farasio o soavala’eo, ie maola te amo amboa-hako an-kaleñeo, mitsapiotsapioke o mpiningitseo, boake tsietoitane añe o mpiningi’eo; miherereake hoe hondria malisa t’ie hanao revozeake.
9 They come all of them for violence: the crowd of their faces is forwards, and they gather captives as the sand.
Fonga hihofike mb’eo am-bodongero’e o azeo, miatre-daharañe manahake i tiok’ atiñanañey hanontom-pirohy hoe faseñe.
10 Yea, he scoffeth at kings, and princes are a scorn unto him; he derideth every stronghold: for he heapeth up dust, and taketh it.
Ie mpanivetive mpanjaka, inje’ iareo o roandriañeo, itohafa’ iareo ze rova fatratse, ampirampia’ iereo tane le mitavañe.
11 Then will his mind change, and he will pass on, and become guilty: this his power is become his god.
Mihelañe hoe tioke ty arofo’iareo, fa voa hakeo, amy te samposampo’e ty haozara’e.
12 — Art thou not from everlasting, Jehovah my God, my Holy One? We shall not die. Jehovah, thou hast ordained him for judgment; and thou, O Rock, hast appointed him for correction.
Tsy taolo’ ty atao andro hao irehe ry Iehovà Andrianañahareko masiñe? tsy ho mongotse zahay. Ry Iehovà, toe tinendre’o ho zakaeñe re, Ihe Lamilamy, ro nañory aze ho liloveñe.
13 [Thou art] of purer eyes than to behold evil, and canst not look on mischief: wherefore lookest thou upon them that deal treacherously, [and] keepest silence when the wicked swalloweth up a [man] more righteous than he?
Amam-pihaino mikotritriake irehe, tsy mañeva azo ty hivazoho haratiañe; tsy mete mioniñe hatsivokarañe; akore te metea’o o mañoho-dozao? Ihe mianjiñe avao, t’ie abotse’ i lo-tserekey t’indaty vantañe te ama’e;
14 And thou makest men as the fishes of the sea, as the creeping things, that have no ruler over them.
Ie anoe’o hoe fian-driake ondatio, hoe raha milalilaly tsy amam-pifehe.
15 He taketh up all of them with the hook, he catcheth them in his net, and gathereth them into his drag; therefore he rejoiceth and is glad:
Fonga tarihe’e am-porengotse, kozozote’e an-karato, naho manontoñe an-jarifa, vaho mirebeke am-pitreñañe,
16 therefore he sacrificeth unto his net, and burneth incense unto his drag; for by them his portion is become fat, and his meat dainty.
Misoroñe amo harato’eo, naho mañemboke amo jarifa’eo, amy t’ie ro mahavondrake ty anjara’e, naho mahatobàke o mahakama’eo.
17 Shall he therefore empty his net, and not spare to slay the nations continually?
Aa ho koahe’e hao o harato’eo? ho zamane’e nainai’e hao o fifeheañeo fa tsy hanisa?
