Habakkuk 3
1 This is a prayer sung by the prophet Habakkuk. On Shigonoth.
O KA pule a Habakuka, ke kaula, me ka mele lanakila.
2 I have heard what is said about you, Lord. I stand in awe of your work. Lord, revive it in our times; make it known in our times. In your anger, please remember your mercy.
E Iehova, ua lohe au i ka mea au i olelo ai, a weliweli iho la au: E Iehova, e hoala hou mai oe i kau hana iwaena o na makahiki, Iwaena o na makahiki e hoike mai; Iloko o ka huhu, e hoomanao mai oe i ke aloha.
3 God came from Teman; the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens; the earth was full of his praise.
O ke Akua ka i hele mai, mai Temana mai, A o ka Mea Hemolele mai ka mauna o Parana mai. (Sila) Uhi mai kona nani i ka lani, A ua piha ka honua i kona hoolea.
4 His brightness is like lightning; rays flash from his hand from where his power is hidden.
O kona olinolino ua like me ka la, Mai kona lima mai na kukuna malamalama, A malaila ka huna ana o kona mana.
5 Plague goes before him, disease follows at his feet.
Imua ona i hele aku ai ke ahulau, A o ka make wela i hele aku ma kona mau wawae.
6 Where he stands, the earth shakes. When he looks the nations tremble. The ancient mountains shatter, the age-old hills collapse, but his ways are eternal.
Ku ae la ia, a ana aku la i ka honua, Nana ae la ia, a hoohaalulu i na lahuikanaka; Ua hooheleleiia na mauna kahiko, A ua hoohaahaaia na puu mau loa; Oia kona mau aoao i ka wa kahiko.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan suffering, the tent curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
Ike aku la au i na halelewa o Kusana i ka popilikia: A haalulu na paku-halelewa o ka aina o Midiana.
8 Did you burn with rage against the rivers, Lord? Were you angry with the rivers? Were you furious with the sea when you rode your horses and chariots of salvation?
Ua huhu anei o Iehova i na muliwai? A ua ku e kou inaina i na kahawai? Ua maka e kou huhu i ke kai? I ka manawa au i holo ai maluna o kou mau lio, kou mau halekaa o ke ola?
9 You took out your bow; you filled your quiver with arrows. (Selah) You split the earth open with rivers.
Ua wehe loa ia kau kakaka, o na ihe ehiku, oia ka olelo. (Sila) Ua hoonahae oe i ka honua me na muliwai.
10 Mountains saw you and shook. Water poured down and swept by. The deep called out, lifting high its waves.
Ike aku na mauna ia oe, haalulu iho la; A holo aku la ka wai nui, A hoopuka mai ka hohonu i kona leo, Hookiekie ae la ia i kona mau lima iluna.
11 The sun and moon stood still in the sky as your sparkling arrows flew and your spears flashed bright.
O ka la, o ka mahina, ku malie ma ko laua wahi: Ma ka malamalama o kou mau pua, hele aku la lakou, A ma ka wakawaka o kau ihe huali.
12 Indignant, you marched across the earth, trampling the nations in your anger.
Me ka inaina i hele aku oe mawaena o ka aina, Me ka huhu i hahi iho oe i na lahuikanaka,
13 You came out to save your people, to save your chosen people. You crushed the head of the house of the wicked, stripping him from thick to neck.
Ua hele aku oe e hoola i kou poe kanaka, E hoopakele i kou mea i poniia; Ua ulupa oe i ke poo o ka mea no ka ohana hewa, Ua hoike ae i ka hohonu, A hiki i ka a-i. (Sila)
14 With his own arrows you pierced the heads of his warriors, those who came like a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating like those who secretly abuse the poor.
Ua o hou aku oe i ke poo o kona poe alii, me kana mau ihe, Holo mai lakou, me he ino la, e hoopuehu ia'u; O ko lakou olioli, ua like me ka olioli o ka luku ana i ka mea ilihune ma kahi malu.
15 You trod upon the sea with your horses, churning up the mighty waters.
Ua hele oe iwaena o ke kai me kou poe lio, Ma ke aleale o na wai nui.
16 I shook inside when I heard this; my lips quivered at the sound; my bones turned to jelly; I trembled where I stood. I wait quietly for the day of trouble that will come upon those who attacked us.
Lohe iho la au, a haalulu ko'u opu; Haalulu kuu lehelehe i ka leo; Komo mai ka popopo iloko o kou mau iwi, A haalulu au ma kuu wahi malalo; He oiaio, e hoomaha au i ka la o ka popilikia, A pii ku e mai na kanaka, e hoopilikia mai.
17 Even though there are no blossoms on the fig trees and there are no grapes on the vines; even though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no harvest; even though there are no animals in the pen and no cattle in the stalls;
I ka manawa e pua ole mai ai ka laau fiku, Aole hoi he hua ma na kumu waina; A e mae ka hua o ka laau oliva, Aole hoi e hua mai na kihapai i ka ai; A e okiia'ku ka poe hipa mai ka pahipa aku, Aole hoi he bipi maloko o na wahi hanai bipi;
18 still I will be happy in the Lord, joyful in the God of my salvation.
E olioli no au iloko o Iehova, E hauoli no au iloko o ke Akua o kuu ola.
19 The Lord God is my strength. He makes me able to walk in the highest mountains, as sure-footed as a deer. (To the music director: with my stringed instruments.)
O Iehova ka Haku, oia ko'u ikaika, A e hoohalike mai ia i ko'u wawae, me na wawae o na dia, A e hoohele no ia ia'u maluna o kuu mau wahi kiekie. Na ka luna mele ma na mea kani.
