Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.
Omdamlaa dongah tonghma Habakkuk kah thangthuinah.
2 Yahweh, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, Yahweh. Renew your work in the middle of the years. In the middle of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.
BOEIPA aw na olthang ka yaak tih kan hiin coeng. BOEIPA aw na khoboe te kum laklo ah hing sak. Te te kum laklo ah tueng sak. Ngaihmang vaengah haidam lamtah thoelh lah.
3 God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.
Pathen tah Teman lamloh, aka Cim tah Paran tlang lamloh pai coeng. (Selah) A mueithennah loh vaan a khuk tih amah koehnah he diklai ah bae.
4 His splendor is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.
A aa he khosae bangla om. A kut lamkah a ki amah taengah om tih a sarhi dongkah thingthungnah la pahoi om.
5 Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.
A hmai ah duektahaw cet tih a kho dongah hmaino a khuen.
6 He stood, and shook the earth. He looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains were crumbled. The age-old hills collapsed. His ways are eternal.
A pai vaengah diklai tuen, a hmuh vaengah namtom te cungpet. Suen kah tlang rhoek te taekyak uh tih khosuen som khaw tim. Te dongah khosuen kah lambong khaw amah la om coeng.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.
Boethae khuikah Kushan dap rhoek te ka hmuh vaengah Midian kho kah himbaiyan rhoek tlai uh.
8 Was Yahweh displeased with the rivers? Was your anger against the rivers, or your wrath against the sea, that you rode on your horses, on your chariots of salvation?
BOEIPA aw tuiva taengah na sai nama? Khangnah dongah na marhang, na leng neh na ngol vaengah, na thintoek te tuiva taengla, na thinpom te tuipuei taengah na sah mai.
9 You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. (Selah) You split the earth with rivers.
Olhlo bangla na lii te a ah la na yueh tih olkhueh caitueng neh diklai tuiva na phih coeng. (Selah)
10 The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
Na hmuh vaengah tlang rhoek kilkul uh tih cingtui tui loh a kawt. Tuidung loh a ol a paek tih a kut te a sang la a thueng.
11 The sun and moon stood still in the sky at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.
Na thaltang a thui vaengkah vangnah dongah khaw, na caai dongkah rhaek aa dongah khaw khomik neh hla tah a imhmuen ah pai.
12 You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.
Kosi dongah diklai na luei sak tih thintoek dongah namtom na til.
13 You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of your anointed. You crushed the head of the land of wickedness. You stripped them head to foot. (Selah)
Na pilnam kah khangnah ham khaw, na koelh te khangnah ham khaw na cet coeng. Halang imkhui kah boeilu te na phop tih a khoengim te a rhawn duela na khoel pah. (Selah)
14 You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.
A pueng, a pueng kah lu tah a caitueng neh na toeh pah coeng. Amih tah a huephael ah mangdaeng a dolh uh bangla amamih kah kocuknah neh kai taekyak ham thikthuek uh.
15 You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.
Na marhang neh tuitunli soah na cawt vaengah tui dongkah lainaeng muep yet.
16 I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
Ka yaak vaengah, ka bungko he ol dongah tlai tih, ka hmuilai khaw umya. Ka rhuh khuila keet kun tih, a dang duela ka tlai. Te dongah kaimih aka tloek pilnam soah aka pai ham, citcai hnin ni ka rhing.
17 For even though the fig tree doesn’t flourish, nor fruit be in the vines, the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food, the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
Thaibu te cuen pawt tih misur dongah cangpai tal coeng. Olive muei loh n'namnah tih, lohmali loh caak khueh pawh. Vongtung lamkah boiva loh n'tuiphih tak tih, saelim ah saelhung khaw tal coeng.
18 yet I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
Tedae kai tah, BOEIPA rhangneh ka sundaep vetih, kamah daemnah Pathen rhangnen ni ka omngaih eh.
19 Yahweh, the Lord, is my strength. He makes my feet like deer’s feet, and enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.
Yahovah tah, ka Boeipa neh ka thadueng ni. Te dongah ka kho he, sayuk bangla a khueh tih, ka hmuensang ah kai n'cawt sak. Rhotoeng neh aka tingtoeng ham.
