Habakkuk 3
1 The prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, in the form of an ode.
He inoi na Hapakuku poropiti, ko Hikionoto te waiata.
2 O Jehovah, I have heard thy words, and tremble. O Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years, In the midst of the years make it known, In wrath 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 cometh from Teman, And the Holy One from mount Paran; His glory covereth the heavens, And the earth is full of his praise.
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 His brightness is as the light; Rays stream forth from his hand, And there is the hiding-place of his power.
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 goeth the pestilence, And the plague followeth his steps.
I mua i a ia te mate uruta e haere ana, i puta ano te mura whanariki i ona waewae.
6 He standeth, and measureth the earth; He beholdeth, and maketh the nations tremble; The everlasting mountains are broken asunder; The eternal hills sink down; The eternal paths are trodden by him.
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 I see the tents of Cushan in affliction, And the canopies 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 Is the anger of Jehovah kindled against the rivers, Is thy wrath against the rivers, Is thy indignation against the floods, That thou ridest on with thy horses, Upon thy chariots of victory?
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 Thy bow is made bare; Curses are the arrows of thy word; Thou causest rivers to break forth from the earth.
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 The mountains see thee and tremble; The flood of waters overflows; The deep uttereth his voice, And lifteth up his hands on 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 The sun and the moon remain in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which fly, At the brightness of the lightning of thy 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 Thou marchest through the land in indignation; Thou thrashest the nations in anger;
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 Thou goest forth for the deliverance of thy people, For the deliverance of thine anointed. Thou smitest the head of the house of the wicked; Thou destroyest the foundation even to the neck.
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 Thou piercest with his own spears the chief of his captains, Who rushed like a whirlwind to scatter us; Who exulted, as if they should devour the distressed in a hiding-place.
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 Thou ridest through the sea with thy horses, Through the raging of mighty waters.
Takahia ana e koe te moana ki au hoiho, te kaupuranga o nga wai nunui.
16 I have heard, and my heart trembleth; My lips quiver at the voice; Rottenness entereth into my bones, and my knees tremble, That I must wait in silence for the day of trouble, When the invader shall come up against my people!
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 For the fig-tree shall not blossom, And there shall be no fruit upon the vine; The produce of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food. The flocks shall he cut off from the folds, And there shall be 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 will I rejoice in Jehovah, I will exult in God, my helper.
Otiia ka koa ahau ki a Ihowa, ka whakamanamana ki te Atua o toku whakaoranga.
19 The Lord Jehovah is my strength; He will make my feet like the hind's, And cause me to walk upon my high places. “To the leader of the music on 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.
