Habakuk 3
1 Molitev preroka Habakúka na Šiginot.
A Prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.
2 Oh Gospod, slišal sem tvoj govor in bil sem prestrašen. Oh Gospod, oživi svoje delo v sredi let, v sredi let ga daj spoznati, v besu se spomni usmiljenja.
Jehovah, I heard the report of thee, [and] I feared. Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years, In the midst of the years make [it] known: In wrath remember mercy!
3 Bog je prišel iz Temána in Sveti z gore Parán. (Sela) Njegova slava je pokrila nebo in zemlja je bila polna njegove hvale.
God came from Teman, And the Holy One from mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covereth the heavens, And the earth is full of his praise.
4 Njegov sijaj je bil kakor svetloba; imel je rogove, izhajajoče iz njegove roke in tam je bilo skrivališče njegove moči.
And [his] brightness was as the light; Rays [came forth] from his hand; And there was the hiding of his power.
5 Pred njim je odšla kužna bolezen in goreče oglje je šlo naprej ob njegovih stopalih.
Before him went the pestilence, And a burning flame went forth at his feet.
6 Stal je in izmeril zemljo. Pogledal je in razgnal narode in večne gore so bile razkropljene, starodavni hribi so se upognili. Njegove poti so večne.
He stood, and measured the earth; He beheld, and discomfited the nations; And the eternal mountains were scattered, The everlasting hills gave way: His ways are everlasting.
7 Videl sem kušánske šotore v stiski in zavese midjánske dežele so trepetale.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
8 Mar je bil Gospod nezadovoljen zoper reke? Je bila tvoja jeza zoper reke? Je bil tvoj bes zoper morje, da si jahal na svojih konjih in svojih bojnih vozovih rešitve duš?
Was Jehovah wrathful with the rivers? Was thine anger against the rivers? Was thy rage against the sea, That thou didst ride upon thy horses, Thy chariots of salvation?
9 Tvoj lok je bil razgaljen, glede na prisege rodov, celo tvojo besedo. (Sela) Zemljo si oklenil z rekami.
Thy bow was made naked, The rods [of discipline] sworn according to [thy] word. (Selah) Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
10 Gore so te videle in so trepetale, preplavljanje vodá je šlo mimo, globina je izustila svoj glas in svoje roke vzdignila na visoko.
The mountains saw thee, they were in travail: Torrents of waters passed by; The deep uttered its voice, Lifted up its hands on high.
11 Sonce in luna sta mirno stala v svojem prebivališču. Ob svetlobi tvojih puščic sta šla in ob siju tvoje lesketajoče sulice.
The sun [and] moon stood still in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which shot forth, — At the shining of thy glittering spear.
12 V ogorčenju si korakal skozi deželo, pogane si mlatil v jezi.
Thou didst march through the land in indignation, Thou didst thresh the nations in anger.
13 Šel si naprej zaradi rešitve duš svojega ljudstva, celó zaradi rešitve duš s svojim maziljenim. Ti raniš poglavarja hiše zlobnih z razkritjem temelja do vratu. (Sela)
Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, For the salvation of thine anointed; Thou didst smite off the head from the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation even to the neck. (Selah)
14 Z njegovimi kopji si prebodel poglavarja njegovih vasi. Ven so prišli kakor vrtinčast veter, da me razkropijo. Njihovo razveseljevanje je bilo kakor, da bi na skrivaj požrli ubogega.
Thou didst strike through with his own spears the head of his leaders: They came out as a whirlwind to scatter me, Whose exulting was as to devour the afflicted secretly.
15 Skozi morje si hodil s svojimi konji, skozi kup velikih vodá.
Thou didst walk through the sea with thy horses, The heap of great waters.
16 Ko sem slišal, je moj trebuh trepetal, moje ustnice so drgetale ob glasu. Gniloba je vstopila v moje kosti in v sebi sem trepetal, da bi lahko počival na dan stiske. Ko prihaja gor k ljudstvu, jih bo preplavil s svojimi krdeli.
I heard, and my belly trembled; My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in my place, That I might rest in the day of distress, When their invader shall come up against the people.
17 Čeprav figovo drevo ne bo cvetelo niti ne bo sadu na trtah, [čeprav] bo trud oljke odpovedal in polja ne bodo obrodila nobene hrane; [čeprav] bo trop odrezan od staje in v hlevih ne bo črede,
For though the fig-tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive-tree shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls:
18 se bom vendar veselil v Gospodu, užival bom v Bogu rešitve moje duše.
Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 Gospod Bog je moja moč in on bo moja stopala naredil podobna košutinim stopalom in dal mi bo, da hodim na svojih visokih krajih. Vodilnemu pevcu na moja glasbila na strune.
Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength, And he maketh my feet like hinds' [feet], And he will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief Musician. On my stringed instruments.
