Habakkuk 3

1 The prayer of Habakkuk the prophet:

A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet on Shigionoth.

2 Yahweh, I have heard your report, and I am afraid. Yahweh, revive your work in the midst of these times; in the midst of these times make it known; remember to have compassion in your wrath.

O LORD, I have heard your speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive your work in the middle of the years, in the middle of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.

3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.

God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.

4 With brightness like the light, two-pronged rays flash from his hand; and there he hid his power.

And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.

5 Deadly disease went before him, and the plague followed him.

Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.

6 He stood and measured the earth; he looked and shook the nations. Even the eternal mountains were shattered, and the everlasting hills bowed down. His path is everlasting.

He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.

7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction, and the fabric of the tents in the land of Midian trembling.

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.

8 Was Yahweh angry at the rivers? Was your wrath against the rivers, or your fury against the sea, when you rode upon your horses and your victorious chariots?

Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was your anger against the rivers? was your wrath against the sea, that you did ride on your horses and your chariots of salvation?

9 You have brought out your bow without a cover; you put arrows to your bow! (Selah) You divided the earth with rivers.

Your bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even your word. (Selah) You did split the earth with rivers.

10 The mountains saw you and twisted in pain. Downpours of water passed over them; the deep sea raised a shout. It lifted up its waves.

The mountains saw you, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.

11 The sun and moon stood still in their high places at the flash of your arrows as they fly, at the lightning of your flashing spear.

The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of your arrows they went, and at the shining of your glittering spear.

12 You have marched over the earth with indignation. In wrath you have threshed the nations.

You did march through the land in indignation, you did thresh the heathen in anger.

13 You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of your anointed one. You shatter the head of the house of the wicked to lay bare from the base up to the neck. (Selah)

You went forth for the salvation of your people, even for salvation with your anointed; you wounded the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation to the neck. (Selah)

14 You have pierced the head of his warriors with his own arrows since they came like a storm to scatter us, their gloating was like one who devours the poor in a hiding place.

You did strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.

15 You have traveled over the sea with your horses, and heaped up the great waters.

You did walk through the sea with your horses, through the heap of great waters.

16 I heard, and my inner parts trembled! My lips quivered at the sound. Decay comes into my bones, and under myself I tremble as I wait quietly for the day of distress to come upon the people who invade us.

When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.

17 Though the fig tree does not bud and there is no produce from the vines; and though the produce of the olive tree disappoints and the fields yield no food; and though the flock is cut off from the fold and there are no cattle in the stalls, this is what I will do.

Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:

18 Still, I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful because of the God of my salvation.

Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 The Lord Yahweh is my strength and he makes my feet like the deer's. He makes me go forward on my high places. —To the music director, on my stringed instruments.

The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk on my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.