Habakkuk 3
3
Habakkuk’s Confidence in Adonai
1A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, as a passionate song.
2Adonai, I have heard the report about You and I have come to fear. Adonai, revive Your work throughout the years, throughout the years make it known, In wrath remember compassion.
3God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah His majesty covers the heavens, and His praise fills the earth.
4With brilliance like light, rays emanate from His hand. There His power was hidden.
5Pestilence goes before Him, a fiery bolt goes forth at His feet.
6He stood, and the earth shook. He looked, and startled nations. Ancient mountains were shattered, hills of antiquity sank down. His ways are everlasting.
7I saw tents of Cushan under calamity. The curtains of the land of Midian are trembling.
8Adonai, is your wrath against rivers? Or Your anger at the rivers? Or is Your fury with the sea? For You ride on Your horses, Your chariots of salvation!
9Your bow is laid bare. Sworn are rods—a decree. Selah You cleave the land with rivers.
10The mountains saw You and writhe. A downpour of water overflows. The deep gives its voice— it lifts up hands high.
11Sun and moon, stand in lofty abode. At the flash of Your arrows they go, at the radiance of the lightning of Your spear.
12With indignation You pace the land. With anger You thresh nations.
13You went out for the salvation of Your people—for the deliverance of Your anointed one. You shatter the head of the house of the wicked—to lay it bare from foundation up to the top. Selah
14You have pierced his chief rulers with his own staff— They stormed in to scatter me. Their exultation is like devouring the weak in secret.
15You marched forth, Your horses in the sea— much water foaming.
16I heard, and my belly trembled. My lips quivered at the sound. Decay comes into my bones. I tremble where I stand, since I must wait quietly for a day of distress to come up against the people who will invade us.
17Though the fig tree does not blossom, and there is no yield on the vines, Though the olive crop fail, and the fields produce no food, the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no cattle in the stalls.
18Yet will I triumph in Adonai, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!
19Adonai my Lord, is my strength. He has made my feet like a deer’s, and will make me walk on my high places. For the choir director: On my stringed instruments.
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Havakuk (Hab) 3
3
1This is a prayer of Havakuk the prophet about mistakes:
2Adonai, I have heard the report about you.
Adonai, I am awed by your deeds.
Bring your work to life in our own age,
make it known in our own time;
but in anger, remember compassion.
3God comes from Teman,
the Holy One from Mount Pa’ran. (Selah)
His splendor covers the sky,
and his praise fills the earth.
4His brightness is like the sun,
rays come forth from his hand —
that is where his power is concealed.
5Before him goes pestilence,
and close behind, the plague.
6When he stands up, the earth shakes;
when he looks, the nations tremble,
the eternal mountains are smashed to pieces,
the ancient hills sink down;
the ancient paths are his.
7I saw trouble in the tents of Kushan
and the tent hangings shaking in the land of Midyan.
8Adonai, is it against the rivers,
against the rivers that your anger is inflamed?
Is your fury directed at the sea?
Is that why you ride on your horses,
and drive your chariots to victory?
9You brandish your naked bow
and order it filled with arrows. (Selah)
You split the earth with rivers.
10The mountains see you and tremble;
a torrent of water streams by;
the deep thunders forth,
as it raises enormous waves.
11The sun and moon stand still in the sky
at the light of your arrows speeding by,
at the gleam of your glittering spear.
12In fury you stride across the land,
in anger you trample the nations.
13You come out to save your people,
to save your anointed one;
you crush the head of the house of the wicked,
uncovering its foundation all the way to the neck.
14With their own rods you pierce the head of their warriors,
who come like a whirlwind to scatter us,
who rejoice at the prospect
of devouring the poor in secret.
15You tread down the sea with your horses,
churning up the mighty waters.
16When I heard, my whole body trembled,
my lips shook at the sound;
weakness overcame my limbs,
my legs gave way beneath me.
But I wait calmly for the day of trouble,
when it comes upon our assailants.
17For even if the fig tree doesn’t blossom,
and no fruit is on the vines,
even if the olive tree fails to produce,
and the fields yield no food at all,
even if the sheep vanish from the sheep pen,
and there are no cows in the stalls;
18still, I will rejoice in Adonai,
I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
19Elohim Adonai is my strength!
He makes me swift and sure-footed as a deer
and enables me to stride over my high places.
For the leader. With my stringed instruments.
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