Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
Kadhannaa Anbaaqoom raajichaa shigiyonootiidhaan.
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?
Yaa Waaqayyo, ani oduu kee dhagaʼeera; yaa Waaqayyo, ani gochawwan kee nan sodaadha. Bara keenya keessa isaan haaromsi; jabana keenya keessa isaan beekkamsiisi; yeroo dheekamtutti araara yaadadhu.
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:
Waaqni Teemaan irraa, Inni Qulqullichi Tulluu Phaaraaniitii dhufe. Ulfinni isaa samiiwwan haguuge; galanni isaas lafa guute.
4 And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
Miidhaginni isaa akkuma baʼiisa aduu ti; gaanfawwan lama harka isaatii baʼu; humni isaas achi dhokateera.
5 Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
Fuula isaa dura dhaʼichatu deeme; golfaanis isa duukaa buʼe.
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.
Inni dhaabatee lafa raase; ilaalee akka saboonni hollatan godhe. Tulluuwwan durii ni burkutaaʼan; gaarran bara hedduu jiraatanis ni diigaman. Karaan isaa kan bara baraa ti.
7 Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
Ani utuu dunkaanonni Itoophiyaa dhiphatanuu nan arge; golgaawwan Midiyaaniis ni hollatu.
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!
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati lageenitti aartee turtee? Burqaawwanittis dheekkamtee? Ati yeroo fardeen keetiin guluftetti, yeroo gaariiwwan moʼannaa kee yaabbatetti galaanatti dheekkamtee turtee?
9 To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
Ati iddaa kee luqqifattee xiyya itti dhaabbatte. Lafas lageeniin gargar baqaqsite;
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.
tulluuwwan si arganii hollattan. Dhaʼaawwan bishaanii achiin darban; tuujubni ni huurse; dambalii isaas ol kaase.
11 Sun, moon, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash of thy spear.
Sababii xiyya kee calaqqisaa fiigu sanaatii fi sababii ifa eeboo keetii sanaatiif aduu fi jiʼi samii keessa dhaabatanii hafan.
12 In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
Ati dheekkamsaan lafa irra marmaarte; aariidhaanis saboota lafatti dhidhiitte.
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)
Ati saba kee furuuf, dibamaa kee oolchuuf dhufte. Hoogganaa biyya hamootaa ni daakte; mataadhaa hamma miillaatti qullaa isa hambifte.
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!
Yeroo loltoonni isaa nu bittinneessuuf kaʼanii, akkuma waan rakkattoota dhokatanii jiran fixuu gaʼaniitti gammadanitti, ati eeboo ofii isaatiin mataa isaa waraante.
15 Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
Ati fardeen keetiin bishaanota gurguddaa hoomacheessaa galaana irra deemte.
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.
Ani dhagaʼeen garaan koo raafame; hidhiin koo sagalee sanaan hollate; tortorri lafee koo seene; miilli koos ni hollate. Taʼus ani hamma guyyaan badiisaa saboota nu weeraranitti dhufutti obsaan nan eeggadha.
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,
Yoo mukni harbuu daraaruu baatee iji wayinii muka wayinii irra jiraachuu baate iyyuu, yoo mukni ejersaa ija naqachuu didee lafti qotiisaa midhaan dhowwate iyyuu, yoo hoolonni gola keessaa, loonis dallaa keessaa dhabaman iyyuu,
18 Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
ani garuu Waaqayyotti nan gammada; Waaqa isa na fayyisutti nan gammada.
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.
Waaqayyo Gooftaan jabina koo ti; inni miilla koo akka miilla borofaa godha; lafa ol kaʼaa irras na deemsisa. Dura buʼaa faarfannaatiif. Meeshaa koo kan ribuutiin kan faarfatame.
