Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, [set] on shigionoth:
Ko e lotu ʻa Hapakuki ko e palōfita ʻi he Sikaiona.
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.
ʻE Sihova, kuo u fanongo ki hoʻo folofola, pea ne u manavahē: ʻE Sihova, fakaakeake hoʻo ngāue ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi taʻu, fakahā ia ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi taʻu; ʻi he houhau, manatu ki he ʻaloʻofa.
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.
Naʻe hāʻele mai ʻae ʻOtua mei Timani, mo e tokotaha māʻoniʻoni mei he moʻunga ko Palani. (Sila) Naʻe ʻufiʻufi ʻae ngaahi langi ʻe hono nāunau, pea naʻe fonu ʻa māmani ʻi hono fakamālō.
4 And the brightness is as the light, He has rays out of His hand, And there—the hiding of His strength.
Pea naʻe malama ia ʻo hangē ko e maama; naʻe ʻalu atu ʻae maama ulo mei hono nima: pea naʻe ʻi ai ʻae fakafufū ʻo ʻene māfimafi.
5 Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
Naʻe ʻalu atu ʻi hono ʻao ʻae mahaki fakaʻauha, pea naʻe ʻalu atu ʻi hono vaʻe ʻae maka fefie ʻoku vela.
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.
Naʻe tuʻu ia, ʻo fuofua ʻae fonua: naʻa ne ʻafioʻi, mo fakamovetevete ʻae ngaahi puleʻanga; naʻe fakamovetevete ʻae ngaahi moʻunga taʻengata, naʻe ofeʻi hifo ʻae ngaahi tafungofunga tuʻumaʻu: ʻoku taʻengata ʻa hono ngaahi ʻaluʻanga.
7 Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
Naʻaku mamata ʻoku ʻi he mamahi ʻae ngaahi fale fehikitaki ʻo Kusani: pea naʻe tetetete ʻae ngaahi puipui ʻoe fonua ko Mitiane.
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.
Naʻe mamahi ʻa Sihova ki he ngaahi vaitafe? Naʻa ke houhau ki he ngaahi vaitafe? Naʻe ʻi he tahi ʻa ho tuputāmaki, koeʻuhi naʻa ke heka ai ʻi hoʻo fanga hoosi, mo hoʻo ngaahi saliote ʻoe fakamoʻui?
9 You make Your bow utterly naked, The tribes have sworn, saying, (Pause) You cleave the earth [with] rivers.
Naʻe toʻo ʻo teke ʻa hoʻo kaufana, ʻo fakatatau mo e ngaahi fuakava ki he ngaahi faʻahinga, ʻio, ko hoʻo folofola. (Sila) Naʻa ke fahifahi ʻaki ʻae fonua ʻae ngaahi vaitafe.
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.
Naʻe mamata kiate koe ʻae ngaahi moʻunga, pea nau tetetete ai: naʻe ʻalu atu ʻae fetafeaki ʻoe vai: naʻe fakahā ʻe he moana ʻa hono leʻo, pea hiki hake hono nima ki ʻolunga.
11 Sun—moon—has stood—a habitation, Your arrows go on at the light, At the brightness, the glittering of Your spear.
Naʻe tuʻumaʻu ʻae laʻā, mo e māhina ʻi hona nofoʻanga: naʻe ʻalu atu hoʻo ngaahi ngahau ʻi hona maama, pea ʻi he ulo ho tao ngingila.
12 In indignation You tread earth, In anger You thresh nations.
Naʻa ke hāʻele atu ʻi he fonua, ʻi he tuputāmaki, naʻa ke haha ʻae hiteni ʻi ho houhau.
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)
Naʻa ke meʻa atu koeʻuhi ko e fakamoʻui ʻo hoʻo kakai, ʻio, koeʻuhi ko e fakamoʻui ʻo hoʻo kau pani: naʻa ke taaʻi ʻae ʻulu ʻi he fale ʻoe angakovi, naʻa ke fakaʻauha hono tuʻunga, ʻo aʻu ki he maka. (Sila)
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.
Naʻa ke hokaʻi ʻae ʻulu ʻo ʻene kautau, mei hono ngaahi faʻahinga: naʻe haʻu ʻakinautolu ʻo hangē ko e ʻahiohio ke fakamovete au: ko ʻenau fiefiaʻanga ia, ke keina ʻae masiva ʻi he fufū.
15 You have proceeded through the sea with Your horses—the clay of many waters.
Naʻa ke hāʻele atu mo hoʻo fanga hoosi ʻi he tahi, ʻi he fokotuʻunga ʻoe ngaahi vai lahi.
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.
ʻI heʻeku fanongo ki ho leʻo, naʻe ngalulu hoku fatu; naʻe tetetete hoku ngutu ʻi ho leʻo: naʻe hū ʻae popo ki hoku ngaahi hui, pea u tetetete ʻiate au; ka te u mālōlō ʻi he ʻaho ʻoe mamahi: ʻoka hoko hake ia ki he kakai, te ne hoko mo ʻene ngaahi kautau, kiate kinautolu.
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,
Neongo ʻene ʻikai fisi ʻae ʻakau ko e fiki, pea ʻe ʻikai ha fua ʻi he ngaahi vaine; pea kovi ʻae tupu ʻoe ʻolive, pea ʻe ʻikai ʻi he ngaahi ngoue ha meʻakai; pea ʻe motuhi ʻae fanga sipi mei he lotoʻā, pea ʻe ʻikai ha fanga manu ʻi he ngaahi tuʻunga:
18 Yet I, in YHWH I exult, I am joyful in the God of my salvation.
Ka neongo ia te u fiefia ʻia Sihova, pea u nekeneka ʻi he ʻOtua ʻo hoku fakamoʻui.
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 ʻeku mālohi ʻa Sihova ko e ʻOtua, pea te ne ngaohi hoku vaʻe ke hangē ko e vaʻe ʻoe hainite, pea te ne pule ke u ʻeveʻeva ʻi hoku ngaahi potu māʻolunga. Ki heʻeku takimuʻa ʻoe fasi hiva ʻi he Nekina.
