Havakaki 3

1 Ama'i kasnampa ne' Habakuku'ma zagamepi erinteno hu'nea nunamune.

A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.

2 Ra Anumzamoka kagri kagi kagenkea nentahi'na, vahemo'ma tro osuga zama tro hu'nana kavukva zankura tusiza hu'na koro hue. Amama mani'nona kafumofo agu'afina ete ana kavukva zana eri kasefa huge'za, tagri knafima mani'naza vahe'mo'za keho. Krimpa ahe'zamo'ma esania knafina kaganera kanioraminka kasunku huranto.

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 Anumzana ruotage'ma hu'nea Anumzamo'a Temani kazigati ne-eno, Parani agonaregati ne-ege'na ke'noe. Ana nehigeno monafina hihamu masa'amo refi'netegeno, ama mopafina maka kokankoka vahe'mo'za Anumzamofo agi ahentesga hu'naze.

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 Agri hihamu masa'amo'a zagemofo masamo'ma hiaza huno rumsa hu'ne. Ana nehigeno azampintira kopsi'namo ruganini huno vuno eno hu'ne. E'i hankave'ama fra'ma ki'nefinti anara hu'ne.

Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.

5 Vahe'ma azeri havizahu krimo Agri avuga nevigeno, ruzahu ruzahu krima maka zantamima eri havizama nehia kri'mo Agri amagera nevie.

Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.

6 Agrama kama nevifinti'ma oti fatgoma higeno'a, mopamo'a imi e'nerie. Hagi Agrama amne avuma zamagea zankura kokankokama me'nea kuma tamimpima nemaniza vahe'mo'za antri nehaze. Korapa'ma me'za neaza agona ramimo'za ankarise'za mopafi nemasage'za, vagaore mevava ne'onse agonaramimo'za mopafi evurami'za rugahesa hu'naze. Agrama vano nehia kamo'a korapa me'nea kankino, menina me'neno, henka'anena mevava hugahie.

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 Kusani vahe'mokizmi seli nontamimo'za ra hazenkefi me'nage'na nege'na, Midieni vahe'mo'za tusi koro nehu'za zamahirahiku nehazage'na zamage'noe.

The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.

8 Ra Anumzamoka ranra tintamina karimpa ahezamantenka nezamasaginka, hagerinena eri kranto krantora nehampi? Ama anazama fore'ma nehiana, Kagrama zamagu'ma nevazina hosi afu ka'amofo agumpine, ha'ma hugatenerana karisi agumpima maninka nevana zamo anara nehifi?

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 Kagra atika'a erisga nehunka, kevemofo kupinti keveramina hefinka eri'nane. Ana nehunka tiranteti mopa rugitaginte'nane.

Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.

10 Agona ramimo'za Kagri'ma negage'za, momi'momi nehazageno, timo'ma amutu'mutu huno hageno eneramigeno, hagerimo'a kranto kranto huno tusi ageru neruno, hihi huno amunamu zampi marenerie.

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 Kagra kevema ahe atranke'noma vuno eno'ma nehiazamo'a kopasi'namo'ma nehiaza huno rumarave huno teve tagi avazu huno vuno eno nehie. Ana'ma nehigeno'a anami monafina zagemo'ene ikamokea kaza osuke anante oti fatgo hu'na'e.

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 Kagrira tusi karimpa nehegenka, kokankokama nemaniza vahera karimpa ahezamantenka zamare ha'panetine.

In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.

13 Ana nehunka Kagrama masave fre zamantenka huhampari zamante'nana vahe'ma zamagu vazinaku'ma nevunka, havi avu'ava zama nehaza vahe'mokizmi kva vahera zamare hapa'netinka, zamasenireti'ma vuno zamagare'ma vu'nea zaferinazamia maka avazuhu atre'nane.

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 Kagigagi zahomo'ma hiaza hu'za tahe panani hunaku'ma erintaguma hu'za aza harfa sondia vahe'mokizmi kva nera, agri kevereti asenifina rerapone'nane. Zamagra muse nehu'za zamunte omane nagara mago vahe'mo'a zamaza osanigeta zamahe hana hugahune nehaza vahera zamagri kevereti nezmahane.

You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.

15 Kagra hosi afutaminka'afi mani'nenka hagerina rentarako hunka nevankeno, hagerimo'a tusiza huno avune nente.

You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.

16 Ama ana zantamimofo nanekema nentahugeno'a tusi nahirahi neregeno, nagararemokea tore tore hu'na'e. Ana nehigeno nagiamo'a nahirahi te'ne. Nagra ana knagura akohe'na avega ante'na mani'nena negesugeno, tagri'ma eme tazeri havizama hu'naza vahe'ma knazamo'ma zamazeri havizama hania zana kegahue.

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 Hagi fiki zafamo'a amosrema'a aheontesigeno, wainimo'a nofi'arera raga'a reontegahie. Ana nehanigeno olivi zafamo'a raga renontesigeno, hozafi ne'zamo'enena nena raga reontegahie. Sipisipi afutamimo'za nemaniza keginafina nomanisageno, bulimakao afutamimo'za nozmifina omanitfa hugahaze.

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 Ana hugahianagi nagra Ra Anumzamofona husga hunente'na Anumzamo'ma nahokeno nagu'ma vazi'nea zankura nagra musenkase hugahue.

yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.

19 Hankavenentake Ra Anumzamo'a nagri hankaveni'a mani'ne. Dia afu'mofo agiamo'ma hankavema ti'neaza huno nagri nagia eri hankavenetie. Ana hu'neanki'na agona ramimpina amne vano vano hugahue. Ama nunamu zagamera, zamamema huzante'ma ugotenoma nehia vahe'mo'ma kitagna zavenarami neheno hu' zagamere.

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.