Habakkuk 3
1 A PRAYER of Habakkuk the prophet, set to Shigionoth.
Ty fikora’ i Kabakoke mpitoky, nanoeñe añ’onin-tsabo.
2 O LORD, I have heard the report of thee, and am afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember mercy.
Ry Iehovà, fa tsinanoko i nilañona’oy vaho hemban-draho; sotraho o fitoloña’oo ry Iehovà, añivon’andro zao; ampahafohino anteñateñan-tsa, ihe viñetse mahatiahia fiferenaiñañe.
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.
Niboak’ amy Temane t’i Andrianañahare, hirik’am-bohi-Parane i Masiñey. (Selah) nanitsike o likerañeo ty volonahe’e, nandramban-tane ty enge’e.
4 And [his] brightness was as the light; he had rays [coming forth] from his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
Mireandreañe hoe i àndroy; mitsipelatsipelatse ty fità’e; mikafitse ao i haozara’ey.
5 Before him went the pestilence, and fiery bolts went forth at his feet.
Miaolo Aze ty angorosy, mimilemiletse am-pandia’eo ty afo.
6 He stood, and measured the earth; he beheld, and drove asunder the nations: and the eternal mountains were scattered, the everlasting hills did bow; his goings were [as] of old.
Ie mijohañe, manginikinike i taney, Ie mivazoho, minevenevetse o fifeheañeo; mikoromak’ amy zao o vohitse nainai’eo, mibokoke o haboañe haehaeo, aze o lalañe haehae’eo.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
Treako te misotry o kiboho’ i Kosìo, nititititike o lamban-dalan-kiboho’ i Midianeo.
8 Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was thine anger against the rivers, or thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses, upon thy chariots of salvation?
Ry Iehovà, nañatsembe Azo hao o sakao? Niviñera’o hao o torahañeo? Nampiforoforo Azo hao i riakey? t’ie miningitse soavala naho saretem-pandrombahañe.
9 Thy bow was made quite bare; the oaths to the tribes were a [sure] word. (Selah) Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
Zonjoñe’o ty taram-pale’o, lilie’o ho liforen’ ana-pale. Selà Torie’o amo sakao ty tane toy.
10 The mountains saw thee, and were afraid; the tempest of waters passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
Nahaisak’ azo o vohitseo le nihembañe, nanginahina i sorotombakey, nampipoña-peo i lalekey, vaho naonjo’e mb’añ’abo o taña’eo.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation; at the light of thine arrows as they went, at the shining of thy glittering spear.
Nijihetse añ’akiba’e eo i àndroy naho i volañey, ami’ty filoeloea’ o ana-pale’o nihiririñe mb’eoo, naho ami’ty fimilomiloran-defo’o.
12 Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the nations in anger.
Linialia’o an-kaviñerañe i taney; trinabotrabo’o an-keloke o kilakila’ndatio.
13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, for the salvation of thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, laying bare the foundation even unto the neck. (Selah)
Nionjomb’eo irehe handrombake ondati’oo, hamotsotse i Noriza’oy; dinemo’o ty loha-traño’ o tsivokatseo, nampikorendahe’o boak’ ami’ty manàntañe pak’am-bozo’e. Selà
14 Thou didst pierce with his own staves the head of his warriors: they came as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
Trinofa’o amo kobai’eo avao ty loha’ o mpifehe’eo, o mpivovo amako hoe tangololahio; ie miankahake hampibotseke o mahaferenaiñeo añ’etake ao.
15 Thou didst tread the sea with thine horses, the heap of mighty waters.
Linialia’o amo soavala’oo i riakey amy fitoaboran-drano bey heneheney.
16 I heard, and my belly trembled, my lips quivered at the voice; rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in my place: that I should rest in the day of trouble, when it cometh up against the people which invadeth him in troops.
Tsinanoko le ninevenevetse ty troko, nampititititike o soñikoo i fiarañanañañey, nizilik’ an-taolako ao ty fimomohañe, nihondrahondra iraho am-pijohañako eo handiñisako i andro hankàñey, ty hitroara’ o haname anaio.
17 For though the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour 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:
Aa ndra te tsy mamòñe i sakoañey, naho tsy mamoa o vaheo; mianto te mitoloñe amo oliveo, tsy mamokatse haneñe o tetekeo, aitoañe amo golobo’eo o añondrio, vaho po-pirai-tròke ty an-jolok’ ao,
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
mbe hirebek’am’ Iehovà nainai’e raho handia-taroba aman’ Añaharem-pandrombahañ’ ahy.
19 Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength, and he maketh my feet like hinds’ [feet], and will make me to walk upon mine high places. For the Chief Musician, on my stringed instruments.
Haozarako t’Iehovà Andrianañahareko hanoe’e tombon-tsarake o tombokoo, hanjotike an-kaboañe ey. Ho amy talèn-tsakèray: anoeñe am-pititihañe.
