Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the Prophet for the ignorances.
Saa mpaebɔ yi, Habakuk too no sɛ dwom:
2 O Lord, I haue heard thy voyce, and was afraide: O Lord, reuiue thy worke in the mids of the people, in the mids of the yeeres make it knowen: in wrath remember mercy.
Awurade, mate wo ho nsɛm nyinaa, Na wʼanwonwadwuma a woayɛ no, me ho adwiriw me. Yɛ no foforo wɔ yɛn mmere so. Yɛn mmere yi mu, ma wonhu. Wʼabufuwhyew mu no, kae wo mmɔborɔhunu.
3 God commeth from Teman, and the holy one from mount Paran, (Selah) His glory couereth the heauens, and the earth is full of his prayse,
Onyankopɔn fi Teman bae, Ɔkronkronni a ofi Bepɔw Paran so, Nʼanuonyam kata ɔsoro, na nʼayeyi hyɛ asase so ma.
4 And his brightnes was as the light: he had hornes comming out of his hands, and there was the hiding of his power.
Ɔhyerɛn sɛ anɔpawia Hann no nsensanee twa yerɛw fi ne nsam, Ɛhɔ na ne tumi ahintaw.
5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coales went forth before his feete.
Ɔyaredɔm di nʼanim kɔ; Na nsanyare di nʼakyi pɛɛ.
6 He stoode and measured the earth: he behelde and dissolued the nations and the euerlasting mountaines were broken, and the ancient hilles did bowe: his wayes are euerlasting.
Sɛ ogyina a, asase wosow. Sɛ ɔhwɛ a, ɔma aman wosow. Tete mmepɔw dwiriwii, na nkoko a efi tete no ka kataa so. Nʼakwan ntwa mu da.
7 For his iniquitie I sawe the tentes of Cushan, and the curtaines of the land of Midian did tremble.
Mihuu Kusanfo ntamadan a atetew ne Midianfo atenae a agyigya.
8 Was the Lord angry against the riuers? or was thine anger against the floods? or was thy wrath against the sea, that thou diddest ride vpon thine horses? thy charets brought saluation.
Awurade, wo bo fuw nsubɔnten no? Wʼabufuw no tiaa nsuwansuwa no? Wosɔre tiaa po, bere a wo ne wʼapɔnkɔ ne nkonimdi nteaseɛnam nam no.
9 Thy bowe was manifestly reueiled, and the othes of the tribes were a sure worde, (Selah) thou diddest cleaue the earth with riuers.
Wuyii wo tadua, Woma wɔde agyan bebree brɛɛ wo. Wode nsubɔnten paapae asase mu.
10 The mountaines sawe thee, and they trembled: the streame of the water passed by: the deepe made a noyse, and lift vp his hand on hie.
Mmepɔw huu wo, na wɔwosowee Osuhweam bɛsen kɔe. Bun no woroo so, na ehuru baa soro.
11 The sunne and moone stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrowes they went, and at the bright shining of thy speares.
Owia ne ɔsram gyinagyinaa sorosoro hɔ, bere a wohuu wʼagyan a ɛnenam wim no hann, ne wo peaw a ɛpa yerɛw yerɛw no.
12 Thou trodest downe the land in anger, and didest thresh the heathen in displeasure.
Wʼabufuwhyew mu no, wonantew twaa asase so na wode abufuw tiatiaa aman no so.
13 Thou wentest foorth for the saluation of thy people, euen for saluation with thine Anointed: thou hast wounded the head of the house of the wicked, and discoueredst the foundations vnto the necke, (Selah)
Wobaa se worebegye wo nkurɔfo, na woagye nea wɔasra no no nkwa. Wopɛtɛw atirimɔdenfoman no kannifo, wopaa ne ho ntama fi ne ti so kosii ne nan ase.
14 Thou didest strike thorowe with his owne staues the heades of his villages: they came out as a whirle winde to scatter me: their reioycing was as to deuoure the poore secretly.
Wode nʼankasa peaw hwirew ne ti mu, bere a nʼakofo bɔɔ yerɛdɛ sɛ wɔrebɛhwete yɛn mu. Wɔpɛɛ sɛ wɔbɛtɔre mmɔborɔfo a wɔakɔ agua no ase koraa.
15 Thou didest walke in the sea with thine horses vpon the heape of great waters.
Wode wʼapɔnkɔ tiatiaa po no mu, ma asu kɛse no hurui.
16 When I heard, my bellie trembled: my lippes shooke at the voyce: rottennesse entred into my bones, and I trembled in my selfe, that I might rest in the day of trouble: for whe he commeth vp vnto the people, he shall destroy them.
Metee no, me koma tui, nnyigyei no maa mʼano poo biribiri; ɔporɔw hyɛn me nnompe mu, na me nan wosowee. Nanso mɛtɔ me bo ase atwɛn akosi sɛ amanehunu da bɛba ɔman a wɔtow hyɛɛ yɛn so no so.
17 For the figtree shall not flourish, neither shall fruite be in the vines: the labour of the oliue shall faile, and the fieldes shall yeelde no meate: the sheepe shalbe cut off from the folde, and there shalbe no bullocke in the stalles.
Ɛwɔ mu, borɔdɔma nnua no nguu nhwiren, na aba nso nni bobe no so; ɛwɔ mu, ngodua no adi huammɔ na mfuw no mmɔ aduan. Ɛwɔ mu, nguan biara nni buw no mu, na anantwi nso nni ban no mu.
18 But I will reioyce in the Lord: I will ioy in the God of my saluation.
Nanso mʼani begye Awurade mu; me ho bɛsɛpɛw me wɔ Onyankopɔn a ɔyɛ mʼagyenkwa no mu.
19 The Lord God is my strength: hee will make my feete like hindes feete, and he will make me to walke vpon mine hie places. To the chiefe singer on Neginothai.
Otumfo Awurade yɛ mʼahoɔden. Ɔma me nan yɛ sɛ ɔforote de, ɔma me nantew sorɔnsorɔmmea. Wɔmfa mpae yi mma nnwonto kwankyerɛfo no. Na wɔnto no wɔ mʼasanku no so.
