Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
Sala ya nabii Habakuki iliyoimbwa kwa shigionothi.
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?
Bwana, nimezisikia sifa zako; nami naogopa kwa matendo yako, Ee Bwana. Fufua kazi yako katikati ya miaka, katikati ya miaka tangaza habari yako; katika ghadhabu kumbuka rehema.
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:
Mungu alitoka Temani, yeye Aliye Mtakatifu kutoka Mlima Parani. Utukufu wake ulifunika mbingu, na sifa zake zikaifunika dunia.
4 And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
Mngʼao wake ulikuwa kama jua lichomozalo; mionzi ilimulika kutoka mkononi mwake, ambako nguvu zake zilifichwa.
5 Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
Tauni ilimtangulia; maradhi ya kuambukiza yalifuata nyayo zake.
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.
Alisimama, akaitikisa dunia; alitazama, na kuyafanya mataifa yatetemeke. Milima ya zamani iligeuka mavumbi na vilima vilivyozeeka vikaanguka. Njia zake ni za milele.
7 Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
Niliona watu wa Kushani katika dhiki, na makazi ya Midiani katika maumivu makali.
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!
Ee Bwana, uliikasirikia mito? Je, ghadhabu yako ilikuwa dhidi ya vijito? Je, ulighadhibikia bahari ulipoendesha farasi wako na magari yako ya ushindi?
9 To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
Uliufunua upinde wako na kuita mishale mingi. Uliigawa dunia kwa mito;
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.
milima ilikuona ikatetemeka. Mafuriko ya maji yakapita huko; vilindi vilinguruma na kuinua mawimbi yake juu.
11 Sun, moon, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash of thy spear.
Jua na mwezi vilisimama kimya mbinguni katika mngʼao wa mishale yako inayoruka, na katika mngʼao wa mkuki wako umeremetao.
12 In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
Kwa ghadhabu ulipita juu ya dunia, na katika hasira ulikanyaga mataifa.
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)
Ulikuja kuwaokoa watu wako, kumwokoa uliyemtia mafuta. Ulimponda kiongozi wa nchi ya uovu, ukamvua toka kichwani hadi wayo.
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!
Kwa mkuki wake mwenyewe ulitoboa kichwa chake wakati mashujaa wake walifurika nje kwa kishindo kututawanya, wakifurahi kama walio karibu kutafuna wale wanyonge waliokuwa mafichoni.
15 Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
Ulikanyaga bahari kwa farasi wako, ukisukasuka maji makuu.
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.
Nilisikia na moyo wangu ukagonga kwa nguvu, midomo yangu ikatetemeka kwa hofu niliposikia sauti; uchakavu ukanyemelea mifupa yangu, na miguu yangu ikatetemeka. Hata hivyo nitasubiri kwa uvumilivu siku ya maafa kuyajilia mataifa yaliyotuvamia.
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,
Ingawa mtini hauchanui maua na hakuna zabibu juu ya mizabibu, ingawaje mzeituni hauzai, na hata mashamba hayatoi chakula, iwapo hakuna kondoo katika banda, wala ngʼombe katika zizi,
18 Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
hata hivyo nitashangilia katika Bwana, nitamfurahia Mungu Mwokozi wangu.
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.
Bwana Mwenyezi ni nguvu yangu; huifanya miguu yangu kama miguu ya ayala, huniwezesha kupita juu ya vilima. Kwa kiongozi wa uimbaji. Kwa vinanda vyangu vya nyuzi.
