Habakuk 3
1 Saa mpaeɛbɔ yi, Habakuk too no sɛ dwom:
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet on Shigionoth.
2 Awurade, mate wo ho nsɛm nyinaa, na me ho adwiri me wɔ wʼanwanwannwuma a woayɛ ho, Yɛ no foforɔ wɔ yɛn mmerɛ so. Yɛn mmerɛ yi mu, ma wɔnhunu. Wʼabofuhyeɛ mu no, kae wo mmɔborɔhunu.
O LORD, I have heard your speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive your work in the middle of the years, in the middle of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.
3 Onyankopɔn firi Teman baeɛ, Ɔkronkronni a ɔfiri Bepɔ Paran so, Nʼanimuonyam kata ɔsoro, na nʼayɛyie hyɛ asase so ma.
God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.
4 Ɔhyerɛn sɛ anɔpawia. Ɛhan no twa ogya firi ne nsam, Ɛhɔ na ne tumi ahinta.
And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
5 Ɔyaredɔm di nʼanim kɔ; Na nsaneyadeɛ di nʼakyi pɛɛ.
Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.
6 Sɛ ɔgyina a, asase woso. Sɛ ɔhwɛ a, ɔma aman woso. Tete mmepɔ dwiri, na nkokoɔ a ɛfiri tete no ka sram so. Nʼakwan nntwa mu da.
He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
7 Mehunuu Kusanfoɔ ntomadan a ateteɛ ne Midianfoɔ atenaeɛ a agyigya.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
8 Awurade, wo bo fuu nsubɔntene no? Wʼabofuo no tiaa nsuwansuwa no? Wosɔre tiaa ɛpo, ɛberɛ a wo ne wʼapɔnkɔ ne nkonimdie nteaseɛnam nam.
Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was your anger against the rivers? was your wrath against the sea, that you did ride on your horses and your chariots of salvation?
9 Woyii wo tadua, Wobisaa sɛ wɔmmrɛ wo agyan bebree. Wode nsubɔntene paapae asase mu.
Your bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even your word. (Selah) You did split the earth with rivers.
10 Mmepɔ hunuu wo, na wɔwosoeɛ Nsuohwiam bɛsene kɔeɛ. Ebunu no woro so, na ɛhuru baa soro.
The mountains saw you, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
11 Owia ne ɔsrane gyinagyinaa sorosoro hɔ, ɛberɛ a wohunuu wʼagyan a ɛnenam ewiem no hann no ne wo pea a ɛpa nyinam nyinam no.
The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of your arrows they went, and at the shining of your glittering spear.
12 Wʼabufuhyeɛ mu no, wonante twaa asase so na wode abufuo tiatiaa aman no so.
You did march through the land in indignation, you did thresh the heathen in anger.
13 Wobaeɛ sɛ worebɛgye wo nkurɔfoɔ, na woagye deɛ wɔasra no no nkwa. Wopɛkyɛɛ atirimuɔdenfoɔ ɔman no kandifoɔ, wopaa ne ho ntoma firi ne tiri so kɔsii ne nan ase.
You went forth for the salvation of your people, even for salvation with your anointed; you wounded the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation to the neck. (Selah)
14 Wode ɔno ankasa pea hweree ne tiri mu, ɛberɛ a nʼakofoɔ bɔɔ yerɛdɛ sɛ wɔrebɛhwete yɛn mu. Wɔpɛɛ sɛ wɔbɛtɔre mmɔborɔfoɔ a wɔakɔ atɛ no ase koraa.
You did strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
15 Wode wʼapɔnkɔ tiatiaa ɛpo no mu, ma nsuo kɛseɛ no huruiɛ.
You did walk through the sea with your horses, through the heap of great waters.
16 Meteeɛ no, mʼakoma tuuɛ, nnyegyeeɛ no maa mʼano poo biribiri; aporɔ hyɛnee me nnompe mu, na me nan wosoeɛ. Nanso mɛto me bo ase atwɛn akɔsi sɛ amanehunu da bɛduru ɔman a wɔto hyɛɛ yɛn so no.
When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.
17 Ɛwom, borɔdɔma nnua no nguu nhwiren, na aba nso nni bobe no so; ɛwom, ngo dua no adi hwammɔ na mfuo no mmɔ aduane. Ɛwom, nnwan biara nni buo no mu, na anantwie nso nni ban no mu.
Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
18 Nanso, mʼani bɛgye Awurade mu; me ho bɛsɛpɛ me wɔ Onyankopɔn a ɔyɛ mʼagyenkwa no mu.
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 Otumfoɔ Awurade yɛ mʼahoɔden. Ɔma me nan yɛ sɛ ɔforoteɛ deɛ, ɔma me nante sorɔnsorɔmmea. Wɔmfa mpaeɛ yi mma nnwomtofoɔ ntuanoni no. Na wɔnto no wɔ me nhoma nnwontodeɛ no so.
The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk on my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.
