Habakkuk 3
1 A PRAYER OF HABACUC THE PROPHET FOR IGNORANCES.
Yon priyè Habacuc, pwofèt la, selon fòm Sigonoth la.
2 O Lord, I have heard thy hearing, and was afraid. O Lord, thy work, in the midst of the years bring it to life: In the midst of the years thou shalt make it known: when thou art angry, thou wilt 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 will come from the south, and the holy one from mount Pharan: His glory covered the heavens, and the earth is 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 His brightness shall be as the light; horns are in his hands: There is his strength hid:
Ekla Li tankou reyon solèy la. Gen tras klate limyè ki soti nan men L, e nanpwen anyen ki kache de pouvwa Li.
5 Death shall go before his face. And the devil shall go forth before 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 melted the nations: and the ancient mountains were crushed to pieces. The hills of the world were bowed down by the journeys of his eternity.
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 Ethiopia for their iniquity, the curtains of the land of Madian shall be troubled.
Mwen te wè tant a Cush yo anba detrès. Rido tant a Madian yo t ap tranble.
8 Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? or was thy wrath upon the rivers? or thy indignation in the sea? Who will ride upon thy horses: and thy chariots are 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 Thou wilt surely take up thy bow: according to the oaths which thou hast spoken to the tribes. Thou wilt divide the rivers of the earth.
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 grieved: the great body of waters passed away. The deep put forth its voice: the deep lifted up its hands.
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 the moon stood still in their habitation, in the light of thy arrows, they shall go in the brightness 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 In thy anger thou wilt tread the earth under foot: in thy wrath thou wilt astonish the nations.
Nan gwo kòlè Ou, Ou te mache travèse tè a. Nan kòlè Ou, Ou te foule mache sou nasyon yo.
13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people: for salvation with thy Christ. Thou struckest the head of the house of the wicked: thou hast laid bare his foundation even to the neck.
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 hast cursed his sceptres, the head of his warriors, them that came out as a whirlwind to scatter me. Their joy was like that of him that devoureth the poor man in secret.
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 madest a way in the sea for thy horses, in the mud of many waters.
Ou te foule mache sou lanmè a ak cheval Ou yo, sou lam lanmè a k ap boulvèse dlo a.
16 I have heard and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice. Let rottenness enter into my bones, and swarm under me. That I may rest in the day of tribulation: that I may go up to our people that are girded.
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 the fig tree shall not blossom: and there shall be no spring in the vines. The labour of the olive tree 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 But I will rejoice in the Lord: and I will joy in God my Jesus.
mwen va toujou egzalte nan SENYÈ a. Mwen va rejwi nan Bondye, sali mwen. Mwen va ranpli ak jwa akoz delivrans mwen an.
19 The Lord God is my strength: and he will make my feet like the feet of harts: and he the conqueror will lead me upon my high places singing psalms.
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.
