Habacuc Propheta 3
1 oratio Abacuc prophetae pro ignorationibus
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, [set] on shigionoth:
2 Domine audivi auditionem tuam et timui Domine opus tuum in medio annorum vivifica illud in medio annorum notum facies cum iratus fueris misericordiae recordaberis
O YHWH, I heard your report, I have been afraid, O YHWH, Your work! In midst of years revive it, In the midst of years You make known, In anger You remember mercy.
3 Deus ab austro veniet et Sanctus de monte Pharan semper operuit caelos gloria eius et laudis eius plena est terra
God comes from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. (Pause) His splendor has covered the heavens, And His praise has filled the earth.
4 splendor eius ut lux erit cornua in manibus eius ibi abscondita est fortitudo eius
And the brightness is as the light, He has rays out of His hand, And there—the hiding of His strength.
5 ante faciem eius ibit mors et egredietur diabolus ante pedes eius
Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
6 stetit et mensus est terram aspexit et dissolvit gentes et contriti sunt montes saeculi incurvati sunt colles mundi ab itineribus aeternitatis eius
He has stood, and He measures earth, He has seen, and He shakes off nations, And mountains of antiquity scatter themselves, The hills of old have bowed, The ways of old [are] His.
7 pro iniquitate vidi tentoria Aethiopiae turbabuntur pelles terrae Madian
Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
8 numquid in fluminibus iratus es Domine aut in fluminibus furor tuus vel in mari indignatio tua quia ascendes super equos tuos et quadrigae tuae salvatio
Has YHWH been angry against rivers? Against rivers [is] Your anger? [Is] Your wrath against the sea? For You ride on Your horses—Your chariots of salvation.
9 suscitans suscitabis arcum tuum iuramenta tribubus quae locutus es semper fluvios scindes terrae
You make Your bow utterly naked, The tribes have sworn, saying, (Pause) You cleave the earth [with] rivers.
10 viderunt te et doluerunt montes gurges aquarum transiit dedit abyssus vocem suam altitudo manus suas levavit
Seen You—pained are mountains, An inundation of waters has passed over, The deep has given forth its voice, It has lifted up its hands high.
11 sol et luna steterunt in habitaculo suo in luce sagittarum tuarum ibunt in splendore fulgurantis hastae tuae
Sun—moon—has stood—a habitation, Your arrows go on at the light, At the brightness, the glittering of Your spear.
12 in fremitu conculcabis terram in furore obstupefacies gentes
In indignation You tread earth, In anger You thresh nations.
13 egressus es in salutem populi tui in salutem cum christo tuo percussisti caput de domo impii denudasti fundamentum usque ad collum semper
You have gone forth for the salvation of Your people, For salvation with Your Anointed, You have struck the head of the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation to the neck. (Pause)
14 maledixisti sceptris eius capiti bellatorum eius venientibus ut turbo ad dispergendum me exultatio eorum sicut eius qui devorat pauperem in abscondito
You have pierced the head of his leaders with his own rods, 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
You have proceeded through the sea with Your horses—the clay of many waters.
16 audivi et conturbatus est venter meus ad vocem 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 trembles, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness comes into my bones, And in my place I tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcomes it.
17 ficus enim non florebit et non erit germen in vineis mentietur opus olivae et arva non adferent cibum abscidetur de ovili pecus et non erit armentum in praesepibus
Though the fig tree does not flourish, And there is no produce among vines, The work of the olive has failed, And fields have not yielded food, The flock has been cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls,
18 ego autem in Domino gaudebo exultabo in Deo Iesu meo
Yet I, in YHWH I exult, I am joyful in the God of my salvation.
19 Dominus Deus fortitudo mea et ponet pedes meos quasi cervorum et super excelsa mea deducet me victori in psalmis canentem
YHWH the Lord [is] my strength, And He makes my feet like does, And causes me to tread on my high-places. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
