Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
He inoi na Hapakuku poropiti, ko Hikionoto te waiata.
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?
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, 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:
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, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding 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, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth 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 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.
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 distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
I kite ahau, kei te tuatea nga teneti o Kuhana; wiri ana nga tauarai o te whenua o Miriana.
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!
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 To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
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, 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.
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, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash 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 In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the 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 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)
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 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!
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 hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
Takahia ana e koe te moana ki au hoiho, te kaupuranga o nga wai nunui.
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.
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, 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,
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 Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
Otiia ka koa ahau ki a Ihowa, ka whakamanamana ki te Atua o toku whakaoranga.
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.
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.
