Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
Maombi ya Habakuki nabii:
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?
Yahwe, nimesikia taarifa zako, na mimi naogopa. Yahwe, fufua kazi yako katikati wakati; katikati ya muda huu; fanya hiyo ijulikane; kumbuka kuwa na rehema katika ghadhabu yako.
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 alikuja kutoka Temani, na yule Mtakatifu kutoka Parani. (Sela) Utukufu wake umezifunika mbingu, na dunia ilikuwa imejaa utukufu wake.
4 And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
Miali miwili ya mikono yake ilikuwa iking'aa kama mwanga, ambapo uweza wake ulifichwa.
5 Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
Ugonjwa wa kuua ulitangulia mbele yake, na adha iliifuta miguu yake.
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.
Yeye alisimama na akaipima nchi; aliangalia na aliyatikisa mataifa. Hata milima ya milele iliharibiwa kabisa, na vilima vya milele vilianguka chini. Njia yake ni ya milele.
7 Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
Niliona mahema ya Wakushi katika mateso, na vitambaa vya mahema katika Midiani vinatetema.
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!
Yahwe alikuwa na hasira pale mtoni? Ghadhabu yako ilikuwa dhidi ya mito, au hasira yako dhidi ya bahari, unapopanda juu ya farasi wenye mikokoteni na wa ushindi wako?
9 To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
Umeleta upinde wako bila mfuniko; unaweka mishale kwenye upinde wako! (Sela) uliigawa nchi na 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 wewe na kugeuka kwa huzuni. Maji yaliyomwagwa chini yalipita juu yao; kina cha bahari kilipaza sauti. Mawimbi yake yakainuka 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 imara juu mahali pake katika mwanga wa mishale yako na ilipaa, pale katika uangavu wa mwanga wa mikuki yako.
12 In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
Umetembea juu ya nchi kwa uchungu. Katika ghadhabu umepukuchua 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)
Ulikwenda nje kwaajili ya wokovu wa watu wako, Kwaajili ya wokovu wa mteule wako. Wewe pondaponda kichwa cha nyumba ya mwovu kuweka wazi msingi wa shingo. (Sela)
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!
Umekichoma kichwa cha wapiganaji wake kwa mshale wake mwenyewe sababu walikuja kama upepo kututawanya sisi, wivu wao ulikuwa kama mtu ambaye anamteketeza masikini katika mahali pamaficho.
15 Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
Umesafiri juu ya bahari kwa farasi wako, na kuyapita 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 ndani yangu nilitetemeka! midomo yangu ilitetemesha sauti. Uozo unakuja katika mifupa yangu, na chini yangu mwenyewe nilitetemeka kama nasubiri kwaajili ya siku ya kuhuzunisha ifike juu ya watu waliotushambulia sisi.
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 hauchipui na hauzai kutokana na mzababibu; na ingawa kuzaa kwa mti wa mzaituni hakuridhishi na mashamba hayatoi chakula; na ingawa kundi mifugo limetoweka na hakuna ng'ombe katika zizi, hiki ndicho nitakacho kifanya.
18 Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
Bado, nitafurahia katika Yahwe. Nitakuwa nafuraha kwa sababu ya Mungu wa wokovu 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 Yahwe ni nguvu yangu na anaifanya miguu yangu kama ya kulungu. Ananifanya mimi niende mbele mahali pangu pa juu. - kufuata maelekezo ya muziki, katika vyombo vyangu vya nyuzi.
