Habakkuk 3
1 Addu’ar annabi Habakkuk. A kan shigiyont.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 Ya Ubangiji, na ji irin shaharar da ka yi; na yi al’ajabi game da ayyukanka, ya Ubangiji. Ka maimaita su a kwanakinmu, ka sanar da su a lokacinmu; ka yi jinƙai ko a lokacin da kake fushi.
I have heard, Lord, of your fame, I have seen, Lord, your work; through the years you have make yourself known, in wrath you remember mercy.
3 Allah ya zo daga Teman, Mai Tsarkin nan daga Dutsen Faran. (Sela) Ɗaukakarsa ta rufe sammai yabonsa kuma ya cika duniya.
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendor fills the earth.
4 Darajarsa ta yi kamar fitowar rana; ƙyalƙyali ya wulga daga hannunsa, inda ikonsa yake a ɓoye.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 Annoba ta sha gabansa; cuta kuma tana bin bayansa.
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 Ya tsaya, ya kuwa girgiza duniya; ya duba, sai ya sa al’ummai suka yi rawan jiki. Tsofaffin duwatsu sun wargaje daɗaɗɗun tuddai kuma suka rurrushe. Hanyoyinsa dawwammamu ne.
He stands, and the earth trembles, he looks, and the nations melt away, and the mountains of old are scattered, the everlasting hills bow down. These are his ways from of old.
7 Na ga tentin Kushan cikin azaba; wuraren zaman Midiyan cikin damuwa.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Ka ji haushin koguna ne, ya Ubangiji? Ko kuwa ka hasala da rafuffuka ne? Ko ka yi fushi da teku ne sa’ad da ka hau dawakanka da kuma kekunan yaƙinka masu nasara?
Is your wrath, Lord, with the rivers? Is your anger against the streams? Or your rage against the sea? Is that why you ride on your war-steeds? Why you mount your chariots of victory?
9 Ka ja bakanka, ka nemi a ba ka kibiyoyi masu yawa. (Sela) Ka raba duniya da koguna;
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 duwatsu sun gan ka sai suka ƙame. Ruwaye masu hauka sun yi ta fantsamawa; zurfafa suka yi ruri suka tā da raƙuman ruwansu sama.
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
11 Rana da wata suka tsaya cik a sammai da ganin kibiyoyinka masu wucewa fyu, da ganin hasken māshinka mai walƙiya.
The sun forgets to rise. The moon stands still in its place. Your arrows go forth to give light. Your glittering spear is as lightning.
12 Cikin hasala ka ratsa duniya cikin fushi kuma ka tattake ƙasashe.
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Ka fito don ka fanshi mutanenka, don ceci shafaffenka. Ka ragargaza shugaban ƙasar mugaye, ka tuɓe shi daga kai har ƙafa. (Sela)
You go forth to save your people. You go to help your anointed. You crush the head of the wicked nation, laying him bare from thigh to neck. (Selah)
14 Da māshinsa ka soki kansa sa’ad da jarumawansa suka fito don su tarwatse mu, suna farin ciki sai ka ce masu shirin cinye matalautan da suke a ɓoye.
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 Ka tattake teku da dawakanka, kana kaɗa manyan ruwaye.
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Na ji sai zuciyata ta buga, leɓunana sun yi rawa da jin murya; ƙasusuwana suka ruɓe, ƙafafuna kuma sun yi rawa. Duk da haka zan jira da haƙuri ga ranar bala’i ta zo a kan al’umman nan mai kawo mana hari.
I hear, and my body trembles, and at the sound my lips quiver. My bones begin to decay, and my footsteps totter beneath me, while I long for the day of distress to come upon those who attack us.
17 Ko da yake itace ɓaure bai tohu ba, ba kuma’ya’ya a kuringar inabi, ko da yake zaitun bai ba da amfani ba, gonaki kuma ba su ba da abinci ba, ko da yake babu tumaki a garke, ba kuma shanu a turaku,
Though the fig tree bears no fruit, and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive harvest fails, and the fields produce no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
18 duk da haka zan yi farin ciki da Ubangiji, zan yi murna da Allah Mai Cetona.
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Ubangiji Mai Iko Duka shi ne ƙarfina; yakan mai da ƙafafuna kamar na barewa, yakan sa in yi tafiya a wurare masu tsayi. Domin mai bi da kaɗe-kaɗe. A kan kayan kiɗi masu tsirkiyata.
The Lord God is my strength; he makes my feet as sure as the feet of deer, and causes me to walk on the heights! To the music director: Use stringed instruments.
