Ḥaḇaqquq (Habakkuk) 3
3
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
3
Habakkuk Prays to the Lord
1This is a prayer of Habakkuk the prophet. It is on shigionoth. Here is what he said.
2 Lord, I know how famous you are.
I have great respect for you
because of your mighty acts.
Do them again for us.
Make them known in our time.
When you are angry,
please have mercy on us.
3God came from Teman.
The Holy One came from Mount Paran.
His glory covered the heavens.
His praise filled the earth.
4His glory was like the sunrise.
Rays of light flashed from his mighty hand.
His power was hidden there.
5He sent plagues ahead of him.
Sickness followed behind him.
6When he stood up, the earth shook.
When he looked at the nations,
they trembled with fear.
The age-old mountains crumbled.
The ancient hills fell down.
But he marches on forever.
7I saw the tents of Cushan in trouble.
The people of Midian were suffering greatly.
8 Lord, were you angry with the rivers?
Were you angry with the streams?
Were you angry with the Red Sea?
You rode your horses and chariots
to overcome it.
9You got your bow ready to use.
You asked for many arrows.
You broke up the surface
of the earth with rivers.
10The mountains saw you and shook.
Floods of water swept by.
The sea roared.
It lifted its waves high.
11The sun and moon stood still in the sky.
They stopped because your flying arrows flashed by.
Your gleaming spear shone like lightning.
12When you were angry, you marched across the earth.
Because of your anger you destroyed the nations.
13You came out to set your people free.
You saved your chosen ones.
You crushed Pharaoh, the leader of that evil land of Egypt.
You stripped him from head to foot.
14His soldiers rushed out to scatter us.
They were laughing at us.
They thought they would easily destroy us.
They saw us as weak people who were trying to hide.
So you wounded Pharaoh’s head with his own spear.
15Your horses charged into the Red Sea.
They stirred up the great waters.
16I listened and my heart pounded.
My lips trembled at the sound.
My bones seemed to rot.
And my legs shook.
But I will be patient.
I’ll wait for the day of trouble to come on Babylon.
It’s the nation that is attacking us.
17The fig trees might not bud.
The vines might not produce any grapes.
The olive crop might fail.
The fields might not produce any food.
There might not be any sheep in the pens.
There might not be any cattle in the barns.
18But I will still be glad
because of what the Lord has done.
God my Savior fills me with joy.
19The Lord and King gives me strength.
He makes my feet like the feet of a deer.
He helps me walk on the highest places.
This prayer is for the director of music. It should be sung while being accompanied by stringed instruments.
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