Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet on Shigionoth.
Yon priyè Habacuc, pwofèt la, selon fòm Sigonoth la.
2 O LORD, I have heard your speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive your work in the middle of the years, in the middle of the years make known; in wrath 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 came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was 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 And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
Ekla Li tankou reyon solèy la. Gen tras klate limyè ki soti nan men L, e nanpwen anyen ki kache de pouvwa Li.
5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at 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 drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
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 Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
Mwen te wè tant a Cush yo anba detrès. Rido tant a Madian yo t ap tranble.
8 Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was your anger against the rivers? was your wrath against the sea, that you did ride on your horses and your chariots of 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 Your bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even your word. (Selah) You did split the earth with rivers.
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 you, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
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 moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of your arrows they went, and at the shining of your 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 You did march through the land in indignation, you did thresh the heathen in anger.
Nan gwo kòlè Ou, Ou te mache travèse tè a. Nan kòlè Ou, Ou te foule mache sou nasyon yo.
13 You went forth for the salvation of your people, even for salvation with your anointed; you wounded the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation to the neck. (Selah)
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 You did strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
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 You did walk through the sea with your horses, through the heap of great waters.
Ou te foule mache sou lanmè a ak cheval Ou yo, sou lam lanmè a k ap boulvèse dlo a.
16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.
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 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; 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 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
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 hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk on my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.
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.
