Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, [set] on shigionoth:
He inoi na Hapakuku poropiti, ko Hikionoto te waiata.
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.
E Ihowa, kua rongo ahau i tou rongo, wehi ana ahau: e Ihowa, kia ora tau mahi i waenganui o nga tau, kia matauria i waenganui o nga tau; i te mea e riri ana, mahara ki te tohu tangata.
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.
I haere mai te Atua i Temana, te Mea Tapu i Maunga Parana. (Hera) Hei hipoki tona kororia mo nga rangi; ki tonu te whenua i te whakamoemiti ki a ia.
4 And the brightness is as the light, He has rays out of His hand, And there—the hiding of His strength.
Ko tona tiahotanga ano ko te marama; he hihi e puta ana mai i tona ringa: i reira ano te hunanga o tona kaha.
5 Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
I mua i a ia te mate uruta e haere ana, i puta ano te mura whanariki i ona waewae.
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.
Tu ana ia, a whanganga ana e ia te whenua; i titiro ia, a titaria ana e ia nga iwi; rerere ana nga maunga onamata, piko ana nga pukepuke o mua: ko ona ara koia ano kei onamata.
7 Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
I kite ahau, kei te tuatea nga teneti o Kuhana; wiri ana nga tauarai o te whenua o Miriana.
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.
I riri ranei a Ihowa ki nga awa? Ki nga awa ranei tou riri? Ki te moana ranei tou riri? I haere ai koe i runga i au hoiho, i au hariata whakaora?
9 You make Your bow utterly naked, The tribes have sworn, saying, (Pause) You cleave the earth [with] rivers.
I meinga tau kopere kia noho tahanga: ko nga oati ki nga hapu he kupu pono. (Hera) Wahia ana e koe te whenua ki nga awa.
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.
I kite nga maunga i a koe, a wehi ana; i pahemo ake te waipuke o nga wai: i puaki te reo o te rire, a ara ana ona ringa ki runga.
11 Sun—moon—has stood—a habitation, Your arrows go on at the light, At the brightness, the glittering of Your spear.
Tu ana te ra me te marama i to raua kainga, haere ana ratou i te marama o au pere, i te wherikotanga o tau tao kanapa.
12 In indignation You tread earth, In anger You thresh nations.
Haereerea ana e koe te whenua i runga i te aritarita, patua a wititia ana e koe nga iwi i runga i te riri.
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)
I puta koe ki te whakaora i tau iwi, ae ra, ki te whakaora i tau i whakawahi ai; pakaru ana i a koe te upoko i roto o te whare o te hunga kino, takoto kau ana te turanga, a taea noatia te kaki. (Hera)
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.
Werohia ana e koe te upoko o ona ariki ki ana tokotoko ano: ano he paroro ratou e aki mai ana ki te titaritari i ahau; ko to ratou koanga ngakau he kai puku i te rawakore.
15 You have proceeded through the sea with Your horses—the clay of many waters.
Takahia ana e koe te moana ki au hoiho, te kaupuranga o nga wai nunui.
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 toku rongonga, wiri ana toku kopu, oraora ana oku ngutu i te reo: ngoto ana te pirau ki roto ki oku whenua, a wiri ana ahau i toku wahi; he mea ia e whai okiokinga ai ahau i te ra o te raru, i te haerenga ake ki te iwi e kokiri ana mai ki a ia me ana kaieke hoiho.
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,
Ahakoa kore te piki e kopuku, kore nga waina e whai hua; ka he te mahi oriwa, kahore hoki nga mara e whai kai; ko nga hipi poto ake i roto i nga taiepa, kahore hoki he kau i roto i nga taiepa kau:
18 Yet I, in YHWH I exult, I am joyful in the God of my salvation.
Otiia ka koa ahau ki a Ihowa, ka whakamanamana ki te Atua o toku whakaoranga.
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!
Ko Ihowa, ko toku Ariki, toku kaha, ka meinga e ia oku waewae kia rite ki o te hata, ka meinga ano ahau e ia kia takahi i runga i oku wahi tiketike. Ki te tino kaiwaiata i runga i aku mea whakatangi.
