Habacuc Propheta 3
1 Oratio Habacuc prophetæ, pro ignorantiis.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet concerning erring ones:
2 Domine, audivi auditionem tuam, et timui. Domine, opus tuum, in medio annorum vivifica illud; in medio annorum notum facies: cum iratus fueris, misericordiæ recordaberis.
O Jehovah, I heard thy report, I have been afraid, O Jehovah, Thy work! in midst of years revive it, In the midst of years Thou makest known In anger Thou dost remember mercy.
3 Deus ab austro veniet, et Sanctus de monte Pharan: operuit cælos gloria ejus, et laudis ejus plena est terra.
God from Teman doth come, The Holy One from mount Paran. (Pause) Covered the heavens hath His majesty, And His praise hath filled the earth.
4 Splendor ejus ut lux erit, cornua in manibus ejus: ibi abscondita est fortitudo ejus.
And the brightness is as the light, He hath rays out of His hand, And there — the hiding of His strength.
5 Ante faciem ejus ibit mors, et egredietur diabolus ante pedes ejus.
Before Him goeth pestilence, And a burning flame goeth forth at His feet.
6 Stetit, et mensus est terram; aspexit, et dissolvit gentes, et contriti sunt montes sæculi: incurvati sunt colles mundi ab itineribus æternitatis ejus.
He hath stood, and He measureth earth, He hath seen, and He shaketh off nations, And scatter themselves do mountains of antiquity, Bowed have the hills of old, The ways of old [are] His.
7 Pro iniquitate vidi tentoria Æthiopiæ; turbabuntur pelles terræ Madian.
Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Tremble do curtains of the land of Midian.
8 Numquid in fluminibus iratus es, Domine? aut in fluminibus furor tuus? vel in mari indignatio tua? Qui ascendes super equos tuos, et quadrigæ tuæ salvatio.
Against rivers hath Jehovah been wroth? Against rivers [is] Thine anger? Against the sea [is] Thy wrath? For Thou dost ride on Thy horses — Thy chariots of salvation?
9 Suscitans suscitabis arcum tuum, juramenta tribubus quæ locutus es; fluvios scindes terræ.
Utterly naked Thou dost make Thy bow, Sworn are the tribes — saying, (Pause) [With] rivers Thou dost cleave the earth.
10 Viderunt te, et doluerunt montes; gurges aquarum transiit: dedit abyssus vocem suam; altitudo manus suas levavit.
Seen thee — pained are mountains, An inundation of waters hath passed over, Given forth hath the deep its voice, High its hands it hath lifted up.
11 Sol et luna steterunt in habitaculo suo: in luce sagittarum tuarum ibunt, in splendore fulgurantis hastæ tuæ.
Sun — moon — hath stood — a habitation, At the light thine arrows go on, At the brightness, the glittering of thy spear.
12 In fremitu conculcabis terram; in furore obstupefacies gentes.
In indignation Thou dost tread earth, In anger Thou dost thresh nations.
13 Egressus es in salutem populi tui, in salutem cum christo tuo: percussisti caput de domo impii, denudasti fundamentum ejus usque ad collum.
Thou hast gone forth for the salvation of Thy people, For salvation with Thine anointed, Thou hast smitten the head of the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation unto the neck. (Pause)
14 Maledixisti sceptris ejus, capiti bellatorum ejus, venientibus ut turbo ad dispergendum me: exsultatio eorum, sicut ejus qui devorat pauperem in abscondito.
Thou hast pierced with his staves the head of his leaders, They are tempestuous to scatter me, Their exultation [is] as to consume the poor in secret.
15 Viam fecisti in mari equis tuis, in luto aquarum multarum.
Thou hast proceeded through the sea with Thy horses — the clay of many waters.
16 Audivi, et conturbatus est venter meus; a voce contremuerunt labia mea. Ingrediatur putredo in ossibus meis, et subter me scateat: ut requiescam in die tribulationis, ut ascendam ad populum accinctum nostrum.
I have heard, and my belly trembleth, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness doth come into my bones, And in my place I do tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcometh it.
17 Ficus enim non florebit, et non erit germen in vineis; mentietur opus olivæ, et arva non afferent cibum: abscindetur de ovili pecus, et non erit armentum in præsepibus.
Though the fig-tree doth not flourish, And there is no produce among vines, Failed hath the work of the olive, And fields have not yielded food, Cut off from the fold hath been the flock, And there is no herd in the stalls.
18 Ego autem in Domino gaudebo; et exsultabo in Deo Jesu meo.
Yet I, in Jehovah I exult, I do joy in the God of my salvation.
19 Deus Dominus fortitudo mea, et ponet pedes meos quasi cervorum: et super excelsa mea deducet me victor in psalmis canentem.
Jehovah the Lord [is] my strength, And He doth make my feet like hinds, And on my high-places causeth me to tread. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
