Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
Rĩrĩ nĩ ihooya rĩa mũnabii Habakuku, rĩa kũinwo ta rwĩmbo.
2 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?
Atĩrĩrĩ Jehova, nĩnjiguĩte ũhoro wa ngumo yaku, nganyiitwo nĩ guoya nĩ ũndũ wa ciĩko ciaku. Rurumũkia ciĩko ciaku matukũ-inĩ maya maitũ, ũtũme imenyeke matukũ-inĩ maitũ; o na hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ũrĩ mũrakaru, iguanagĩra tha.
3 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:
Ngai ookire oimĩte Temani, ũcio Mũtheru agĩũka oimĩte Kĩrĩma kĩa Parani. Riiri wake ũkĩhumbĩra igũrũ, naguo ũgooci wake ũkĩiyũra thĩ.
4 And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
Ũkengi wake wahaanaga ta riũa rĩkĩratha; mĩrũri yahenũkaga kuuma guoko-inĩ gwake, naho hau nĩho hinya wake wahithĩtwo.
5 Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
Mũthiro nĩguo wamũtongoragia; mũrimũ wa mũthiro ũkamuuma thuutha.
6 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.
Aarũgamire, agĩthingithia thĩ; agĩcũthĩrĩria agĩtũma ndũrĩrĩ ciinaine. Irĩma cia tene ikĩmumuthũka, natuo tũrĩma twa tene tũkĩmomoka. Mĩthiĩre yake-rĩ, nĩ ya tene na tene.
7 Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
Nĩndonire andũ arĩa matũũraga hema cia Kushani marĩ na mĩnyamaro, nao arĩa matũũraga Midiani maiyũrĩtwo nĩ ruo rũnene.
8 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!
Wee Jehova-rĩ, nĩ njũũĩ warakarĩire? Mangʼũrĩ maku-rĩ, nĩ tũrũũĩ mokĩrĩire? Wee-rĩ, wokĩrĩire iria na mangʼũrĩ maku rĩrĩa wahaicĩte mbarathi ciaku na ngaari ciaku cia ũhootani cia ita?
9 To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
Nĩwarutire ũta waku, ũkĩwoya na igũrũ, na ũgĩĩtia mĩguĩ mĩingĩ. Nayo thĩ ũkĩmĩgayania na njũũĩ;
10 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.
irĩma ciakuonire ikĩĩnyogonda. Kĩguũ kĩa maaĩ nakĩo gĩgĩtherera; maaĩ ma kũrĩa kũriku makĩhũũyũka, na makĩambararia makũmbĩ mamo na igũrũ taarĩ moko.
11 Sun, moon, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash of thy spear.
Riũa na mweri nĩciarũgamire o ro ũguo kũu igũrũ, ciona ũtheri wa mĩguĩ yaku ĩkĩrathũka, na ciona kũhenia gwa itimũ rĩaku rĩkĩmenũka.
12 In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
Watuĩkanĩirie thĩ na mangʼũrĩ, na ũkĩhũũra ndũrĩrĩ ũrĩ na marakara.
13 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)
Wokire kũhonokia andũ aku, na ũhonokie ũrĩa waku mũitĩrĩrie maguta. Wahehenjire kĩongo kĩa nyũmba ya waganu, ũkĩmĩtharia nginya itina-inĩ ciayo.
14 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!
Wamũtheecire mũtwe na itimũ rĩake mwene, rĩrĩa njamba ciake cia ita ciatũtharĩkĩire itũharaganie; cigakenagĩrĩra ta igũtambuura athĩĩni arĩa mehithĩte.
15 Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
Wee wakinyire iria igũrũ na mbarathi ciaku, ũgĩthuka maaĩ macio maingĩ, magĩtuĩka makũmbĩ manene.
16 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.
Ndaiguire ũhoro ũcio, ngoro yakwa ĩgĩtumatuuma, nacio iromo ciakwa ikĩinaina nĩ mũgambo ũcio; mahĩndĩ makwa makĩonja, namo magũrũ makwa makĩinaina. No niĩ nĩngweterera ngirĩrĩirie, nginya mũthenya ũrĩa wa kũnyariirĩka ũgaakinya, ũkore rũrĩrĩ rũrĩa rũtũtharĩkagĩra.
17 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,
Atĩrĩrĩ, o na mũkũyũ ũngĩaga kũruta kĩro, nayo mĩthabibũ yaage thabibũ, o naguo mũtamaiyũ wage maciaro, nayo mĩgũnda yaage irio; o na kũngĩaga ngʼondu gĩcegũ na kwage ngʼombe ciugũ-inĩ-rĩ,
18 Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
niĩ no ndĩrĩkenagĩra Jehova, njanjamũkage nĩ ũndũ wa Ngai Mũhonokia wakwa.
19 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.
Mwathani Jehova nĩwe hinya wakwa, atũmaga magũrũ makwa magĩe ihenya ta magũrũ ma thwariga, nake aahotithagia kũhaica kũrĩa gũtũũgĩru. Kũrĩ mũtongoria wa nyĩmbo. Rwĩmbo rũrũ nĩ rwa kũinwo na inanda cia mũgeeto.
