Avakum 3
1 Molitva proroka Avakuma; za pjevanje.
A prayer by Habakkuk the prophet, —in the manner of an Ode.
2 Gospode, èuh rijeè tvoju, i uplaših se; Gospode, djelo svoje usred godina saèuvaj u životu, usred godina objavi ga, u gnjevu sjeti se milosti.
O Yahweh, I have heard tidings of thee, I am afraid. O Yahweh! Thy work—in the midst of the years, O revive it, in the midst of the years, wilt thou make known? In trouble, wilt thou remember, compassion?
3 Bog doðe od Temana i svetac s gore Farana; slava njegova pokri nebesa i zemlja se napuni hvale njegove.
GOD, from Teman, cometh in, and, the Holy One, from Mount Paran. (Selah) His splendour, hath covered the heavens, and, his praise, hath filled the earth:
4 Svjetlost mu bijaše kao sunce, zraci izlažahu mu iz ruku, i ondje bješe sakrivena (sila) njegova.
And, a brightness, as light, appeareth, Rays, out of his hand, hath he, —and, there, is the hiding of his power.
5 Pred njim iðaše pomor, i živo ugljevlje iðaše ispod nogu njegovijeh.
Before him, marcheth pestilence, —and fever, goeth forth, at his feet:
6 Stade, i izmjeri zemlju, pogleda i razmetnu narode, raspadoše se vjeène gore, slegoše se humovi vjeèni; putovi su mu vjeèni.
He hath stood and measured the earth, he hath looked, and caused nations to tremble, and, scattered as dust, are the perpetual mountains, and, sunk, are the age-abiding hills, —Forthgoings age-abiding, are his.
7 Vidjeh šatore Etiopske u muci, ustreptaše zavjesi zemlji Madijanskoj.
Under distress, saw I the tents of Ethiopia, —tremble, do the curtains of the land of Midian.
8 Eda li se na rijeke razgnjevi Gospod? eda li se na rijeke raspali gnjev tvoj? na more jarost tvoja, kad si pojezdio na konjma svojim i na kolima svojim za spasenje?
Against the rivers, is Yahweh wroth? Against the rivers, is thine anger? Against the sea, is thine indignation? For thou wilt ride on Thy horses, Thy chariots, [shall be] salvation!
9 Pomoli se luk tvoj kao što si se zakleo plemenima; razdro si zemlju za rijeke.
To nakedness, is bared thy bow, oaths of chastisement—song! (Selah) With rivers, thou dost cleave open the land.
10 Vidješe te gore i uzdrktaše, povodanj navali; bezdana pusti glas svoj, uvis podiže ruke svoje.
The mountains, have seen thee—they tremble, a downpour of waters, hath passed along, —the roaring deep, hath given forth, his voice, on high—his hand, hath he uplifted.
11 Sunce i mjesec stadoše u stanu svom, idoše prema svjetlosti tvoje strijele, prema sijevanju sjajnoga koplja tvojega.
Sun, moon, have stood still, on high, —like light, thine arrows, speed along, like brightness, is the flash of thy spear.
12 Srdito si išao po zemlji, gnjevno si gazio narode.
In wrath, dost thou stride through the land, —in anger, dost thou thresh the nations.
13 Izašao si na spasenje narodu svojemu, na spasenje s pomazanikom svojim; razmrskao si glavu kuæi bezbožnièkoj do vrata otkrivši temelj.
Thou hast come forth to the salvation of thy people, to salvation, with thine Anointed One, —Thou hast crushed the Head out of the house of the lawless one, baring the foundation up to the neck, (Selah)
14 Njegovijem kopljima probio si glavu selima njegovijem kad navaljivahu kao vihor da me razaspu, radovahu se kao da æe proždrijeti siromaha u potaji.
Thou hast pierced, with his own staves, the head of his chiefs, they storm along, to scatter me, —their exultant thought, is, in very deed, to devour the oppressed one, in a secret place!
15 Išao si po moru na konjma svojim, po gomili mnoge vode.
Thou hast driven, into the sea, thy chariot-horses. Foaming are the mighty waters!
16 Èuh, i utroba se moja uskoleba, usne mi uzdrktaše na glas, u kosti mi uðe truhlež, i ustresoh se na mjestu svom; kako æu poèivati u dan nevolje, kad doðe na narod koji æe ga opustošiti.
I heard, and I trembled within me, at the voice, my lips, quivered, decay, entered, my bones, and, in my limbs, I trembled, —though I am to find rest, in the day of distress, when their invader, cometh up against the people.
17 Jer smokva neæe cvasti, niti æe biti roda na lozi vinovoj; rod æe maslinov prevariti, i njive neæe dati hrane, ovaca æe nestati iz tora, i goveda neæe biti u oboru.
Though, the fig-tree, should not blossom, and there be no sprouting in the vines, the yield of the olive, should have deceived, and, the fields, not have brought forth food, —the flock, have been consumed out of the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls,
18 Ali æu se ja radovati u Gospodu, veseliæu se u Bogu spasenja svojega.
Yet, I, in Yahweh, will rejoice, —I will exult in the God of my salvation.
19 Gospod je Gospod (sila) moja, i daæe mi noge kao u košute, i vodiæe me po visinama mojim. Naèelniku pjevaèkom uz žice moje.
Yahweh, My Lord, is my strength, therefore hath he made my feet like hinds, and, upon my high places, will he cause me to march along. To the chief musician, on my double harp.
