Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, [set] on shigionoth:
A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
2 O YHWH, I heard your report, I have been afraid, O YHWH, Your work! In midst of years revive it, In the midst of years You make known, In anger You remember mercy.
O Yahweh, I have heard tidings of thee, I am afraid. O Yahweh! Thy work—in the midst of the years, O revive it, in the midst of the years, wilt thou make known? In trouble, wilt thou remember, compassion?
3 God comes from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. (Pause) His splendor has covered the heavens, And His praise has filled the earth.
GOD, from Teman, cometh in, and, the Holy One, from Mount Paran. (Selah) His splendour, hath covered the heavens, and, his praise, hath filled the earth:
4 And the brightness is as the light, He has rays out of His hand, And there—the hiding of His strength.
And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
5 Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
6 He has stood, and He measures earth, He has seen, and He shakes off nations, And mountains of antiquity scatter themselves, The hills of old have bowed, The ways of old [are] His.
He hath stood and measured the earth, he hath looked, and caused nations to tremble, and, scattered as dust, are the perpetual mountains, and, sunk, are the age-abiding hills, —Forthgoings age-abiding, are his.
7 Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
8 Has YHWH been angry against rivers? Against rivers [is] Your anger? [Is] Your wrath against the sea? For You ride on Your horses—Your chariots of salvation.
Against the rivers, is Yahweh wroth? Against the rivers, is thine anger? Against the sea, is thine indignation? For thou wilt ride on Thy horses, Thy chariots, [shall be] salvation!
9 You make Your bow utterly naked, The tribes have sworn, saying, (Pause) You cleave the earth [with] rivers.
To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
10 Seen You—pained are mountains, An inundation of waters has passed over, The deep has given forth its voice, It has lifted up its hands high.
The mountains, have seen thee—they tremble, a downpour of waters, hath passed along, —the roaring deep, hath given forth, his voice, on high—his hand, hath he uplifted.
11 Sun—moon—has stood—a habitation, Your arrows go on at the light, At the brightness, the glittering of Your spear.
Sun, moon, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash of thy spear.
12 In indignation You tread earth, In anger You thresh nations.
In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
13 You have gone forth for the salvation of Your people, For salvation with Your Anointed, You have struck the head of the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation to the neck. (Pause)
Thou hast come forth to the salvation of thy people, to salvation, with thine Anointed One, —Thou hast crushed the Head out of the house of the lawless one, baring the foundation up to the neck, (Selah)
14 You have pierced the head of his leaders with his own rods, They are tempestuous to scatter me, Their exultation [is] as to consume the poor in secret.
Thou hast pierced, with his own staves, the head of his chiefs, they storm along, to scatter me, —their exultant thought, is, in very deed, to devour the oppressed one, in a secret place!
15 You have proceeded through the sea with Your horses—the clay of many waters.
Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
16 I have heard, and my belly trembles, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness comes into my bones, And in my place I tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcomes it.
I heard, and I trembled within me, at the voice, my lips, quivered, decay, entered, my bones, and, in my limbs, I trembled, —though I am to find rest, in the day of distress, when their invader, cometh up against the people.
17 Though the fig tree does not flourish, And there is no produce among vines, The work of the olive has failed, And fields have not yielded food, The flock has been cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls,
Though, the fig-tree, should not blossom, and there be no sprouting in the vines, the yield of the olive, should have deceived, and, the fields, not have brought forth food, —the flock, have been consumed out of the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls,
18 Yet I, in YHWH I exult, I am joyful in the God of my salvation.
Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
19 YHWH the Lord [is] my strength, And He makes my feet like does, And causes me to tread on my high-places. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
Yahweh, My Lord, is my strength, therefore hath he made my feet like hinds, and, upon my high places, will he cause me to march along. To the chief musician, on my double harp.
