Habakoka 3
1 Ty fikora’ i Kabakoke mpitoky, nanoeñe añ’onin-tsabo.
The prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, in the form of an ode.
2 Ry Iehovà, fa tsinanoko i nilañona’oy vaho hemban-draho; sotraho o fitoloña’oo ry Iehovà, añivon’andro zao; ampahafohino anteñateñan-tsa, ihe viñetse mahatiahia fiferenaiñañe.
O Jehovah, I have heard thy words, and tremble. O Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years, In the midst of the years make it known, In wrath remember mercy!
3 Niboak’ amy Temane t’i Andrianañahare, hirik’am-bohi-Parane i Masiñey. (Selah) nanitsike o likerañeo ty volonahe’e, nandramban-tane ty enge’e.
God cometh from Teman, And the Holy One from mount Paran; His glory covereth the heavens, And the earth is full of his praise.
4 Mireandreañe hoe i àndroy; mitsipelatsipelatse ty fità’e; mikafitse ao i haozara’ey.
His brightness is as the light; Rays stream forth from his hand, And there is the hiding-place of his power.
5 Miaolo Aze ty angorosy, mimilemiletse am-pandia’eo ty afo.
Before him goeth the pestilence, And the plague followeth his steps.
6 Ie mijohañe, manginikinike i taney, Ie mivazoho, minevenevetse o fifeheañeo; mikoromak’ amy zao o vohitse nainai’eo, mibokoke o haboañe haehaeo, aze o lalañe haehae’eo.
He standeth, and measureth the earth; He beholdeth, and maketh the nations tremble; The everlasting mountains are broken asunder; The eternal hills sink down; The eternal paths are trodden by him.
7 Treako te misotry o kiboho’ i Kosìo, nititititike o lamban-dalan-kiboho’ i Midianeo.
I see the tents of Cushan in affliction, And the canopies of the land of Midian tremble.
8 Ry Iehovà, nañatsembe Azo hao o sakao? Niviñera’o hao o torahañeo? Nampiforoforo Azo hao i riakey? t’ie miningitse soavala naho saretem-pandrombahañe.
Is the anger of Jehovah kindled against the rivers, Is thy wrath against the rivers, Is thy indignation against the floods, That thou ridest on with thy horses, Upon thy chariots of victory?
9 Zonjoñe’o ty taram-pale’o, lilie’o ho liforen’ ana-pale. Selà Torie’o amo sakao ty tane toy.
Thy bow is made bare; Curses are the arrows of thy word; Thou causest rivers to break forth from the earth.
10 Nahaisak’ azo o vohitseo le nihembañe, nanginahina i sorotombakey, nampipoña-peo i lalekey, vaho naonjo’e mb’añ’abo o taña’eo.
The mountains see thee and tremble; The flood of waters overflows; The deep uttereth his voice, And lifteth up his hands on high.
11 Nijihetse añ’akiba’e eo i àndroy naho i volañey, ami’ty filoeloea’ o ana-pale’o nihiririñe mb’eoo, naho ami’ty fimilomiloran-defo’o.
The sun and the moon remain in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which fly, At the brightness of the lightning of thy spear.
12 Linialia’o an-kaviñerañe i taney; trinabotrabo’o an-keloke o kilakila’ndatio.
Thou marchest through the land in indignation; Thou thrashest the nations in anger;
13 Nionjomb’eo irehe handrombake ondati’oo, hamotsotse i Noriza’oy; dinemo’o ty loha-traño’ o tsivokatseo, nampikorendahe’o boak’ ami’ty manàntañe pak’am-bozo’e. Selà
Thou goest forth for the deliverance of thy people, For the deliverance of thine anointed. Thou smitest the head of the house of the wicked; Thou destroyest the foundation even to the neck.
14 Trinofa’o amo kobai’eo avao ty loha’ o mpifehe’eo, o mpivovo amako hoe tangololahio; ie miankahake hampibotseke o mahaferenaiñeo añ’etake ao.
Thou piercest with his own spears the chief of his captains, Who rushed like a whirlwind to scatter us; Who exulted, as if they should devour the distressed in a hiding-place.
15 Linialia’o amo soavala’oo i riakey amy fitoaboran-drano bey heneheney.
Thou ridest through the sea with thy horses, Through the raging of mighty waters.
16 Tsinanoko le ninevenevetse ty troko, nampititititike o soñikoo i fiarañanañañey, nizilik’ an-taolako ao ty fimomohañe, nihondrahondra iraho am-pijohañako eo handiñisako i andro hankàñey, ty hitroara’ o haname anaio.
I have heard, and my heart trembleth; My lips quiver at the voice; Rottenness entereth into my bones, and my knees tremble, That I must wait in silence for the day of trouble, When the invader shall come up against my people!
17 Aa ndra te tsy mamòñe i sakoañey, naho tsy mamoa o vaheo; mianto te mitoloñe amo oliveo, tsy mamokatse haneñe o tetekeo, aitoañe amo golobo’eo o añondrio, vaho po-pirai-tròke ty an-jolok’ ao,
For the fig-tree shall not blossom, And there shall be no fruit upon the vine; The produce of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food. The flocks shall he cut off from the folds, And there shall be no herd in the stalls.
18 mbe hirebek’am’ Iehovà nainai’e raho handia-taroba aman’ Añaharem-pandrombahañ’ ahy.
Yet will I rejoice in Jehovah, I will exult in God, my helper.
19 Haozarako t’Iehovà Andrianañahareko hanoe’e tombon-tsarake o tombokoo, hanjotike an-kaboañe ey. Ho amy talèn-tsakèray: anoeñe am-pititihañe.
The Lord Jehovah is my strength; He will make my feet like the hind's, And cause me to walk upon my high places. “To the leader of the music on my stringed instruments.”
