Habakkuk 3:9-19

Your bow is strung and ready for action, and with a word, you commission your arrows to hit their mark. Pause in his presence You carved open the earth with rivers. The mountains saw you and trembled. Torrential rains flooded the earth; the ocean depths roared and lifted their waves on high. Sun and moon stood still in the sky when your speeding arrows flashed and your glittering spear gleamed. In your fury you marched across the earth, and in your anger you trampled the nations. You came to save your people, to win the victory with your Messiah. You crushed the head of the house of wickedness and stripped him from head to toe. Pause in his presence You pierced his head with his own arrows when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as they slaughtered their wretched victims in hiding. You trampled the sea with your horses, churning the great waters. I hear all this, and my heart pounds; my teeth chatter with fear at the sound. My body goes limp, and my legs tremble. Yet my heart quietly rests. I know the day of trouble is ahead for the people invading us. Even if my fig trees do not blossom and my vines grow no grapes, if my olive crop fails and my fields produce no harvest, and even if all my sheep die and I’m left with no cattle in my barn, I still have YAHWEH, and I will rejoice in him. Yes, I will dance with joy no matter what, for I have a Savior-God! YAHWEH is the Lord of my strength; he makes my feet sure-footed as a deer bounding upon the high places.