Ḥaḇaqquq (Habakkuk) 3
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1A prayer of Ḥaḇaqquq the prophet, on Shiḡionoth.
2O יהוה, I have heard your report, I was afraid. O יהוה, renew Your work in the midst of the years! Make it known in the midst of the years. In wrath remember compassion.
3Eloah comes from Tĕman, And the Set-apart One from Mount Paran. Selah. His splendour shall cover the heavens, And His praise shall fill the earth.
4And the brightness is as the light, He has rays from His hand, And there His power is hidden.
5Before Him goes pestilence, And a burning flame goes forth at His feet.
6He shall stand and measure the earth. He shall look and shake the nations. And the ancient mountains are shattered, The age-old hills shall bow. His ways are everlasting.
7I saw the tents of Kushan under sorrow, The curtains of the land of Miḏyan tremble.
8Shall יהוה burn against the rivers? Is Your displeasure against the rivers, Is Your wrath against the sea, That You ride on Your horses, Your chariots of deliverance?
9You uncover Your bow, The oaths of the rod of the Word. Selah. You cut through the earth with rivers.
10The mountains shall see You, they tremble. The storm of water shall pass over. The deep shall give forth its voice, It shall lift up its hands.
11Sun, moon shall stand still in their places. Like light Your arrows fly, Like lightning is Your glittering spear.
12You step through the earth in rage, You thresh the nations in wrath.
13You shall go forth to save Your people; to save Your Anointed. You shall smite the head from the house of the wrong, By laying bare from foundation to neck. Selah.
14You shall pierce with his own arrows The head of his leaders. They stormed along to scatter me, Rejoicing as if to devour the poor in secret.
15You shall tread the sea with Your horses, The foaming of many waters.
16I heard, and my body trembled, My lips quivered at the sound, Rottenness came into my bones. And I trembled within myself, That I might rest for the day of distress, To come upon the people who would attack us.
17Though the fig tree does not blossom, And there is no fruit on the vine, The yield of the olive has failed, And the fields brought forth no food, The flock has been cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls,
18Yet I exult in יהוה, I rejoice in the Elohim of my deliverance.
19יהוה the Master is my strength. And He makes my feet like those of deer, And makes me walk on my high places. To the chief singer with my stringed instruments.
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Habakkuk 3
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1This is a prayer sung by the prophet Habakkuk. On Shigonoth.#3:1. “On Shigionoth”: the meaning is unknown. It may be a musical instrument.
2I have heard what is said about you, Lord. I stand in awe of your work. Lord, revive it in our times; make it known in our times. In your anger, please remember your mercy.
3God came from Teman; the Holy One from Mount Paran.#3:3. Teman is in the land of Edom, while Mount Paran is in the Sinai Peninsula. Selah.#3:3. “Selah”: an unknown term often also used in Psalms. His glory covered the heavens; the earth was full of his praise.
4His brightness is like lightning; rays flash from his hand from where his power is hidden.
5Plague goes before him, disease#3:5. Or “bolts of fire.” follows at his feet.
6Where he stands, the earth shakes. When he looks the nations tremble. The ancient mountains shatter, the age-old hills collapse, but his ways are eternal.
7I saw the tents of Cushan suffering, the tent curtains of the land of Midian tremble.#3:7. By this Habakkuk probably means the people that lived in these tents.
8Did you burn with rage against the rivers, Lord? Were you angry with the rivers? Were you furious with the sea when you rode your horses and chariots of salvation?
9You took out your bow; you filled your quiver with arrows. Selah. You split the earth open with rivers.
10Mountains saw you and shook. Water poured down and swept by. The deep called out, lifting high its waves.#3:10. Literally, “hands.”
11The sun and moon stood still in the sky as your sparkling arrows flew and your spears flashed bright.
12Indignant, you marched across the earth, trampling the nations in your anger.
13You came out to save your people, to save your chosen people. You crushed the head of the house of the wicked, stripping him from thick to neck.#3:13. This verse has been interpreted in many ways.
14With his own arrows you pierced the heads of his warriors, those who came like a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating like those who secretly abuse the poor.
15You trod upon the sea with your horses, churning up the mighty waters.
16I shook inside when I heard this; my lips quivered at the sound; my bones turned to jelly; I trembled where I stood. I wait quietly for the day of trouble that will come upon those who attacked us.
17Even though there are no blossoms on the fig trees and there are no grapes on the vines; even though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no harvest; even though there are no animals in the pen and no cattle in the stalls;
18still I will be happy in the Lord, joyful in the God of my salvation.
19The Lord God is my strength. He makes me able to walk in the highest mountains, as sure-footed as a deer.
(To the music director: with my stringed instruments.)
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