Habacuc (Habakkuk) 3
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1A PRAYER OF HABACUC THE PROPHET FOR IGNORANCES.
2O Lord, I have heard thy hearing, and was afraid. O Lord, thy work, in the midst of the years bring it to life: In the midst of the years thou shalt make it known: when thou art angry, thou wilt remember mercy.
3God will come from the south, and the holy one from mount Pharan: His glory covered the heavens, and the earth is full of his praise.
4His brightness shall be as the light; horns are in his hands: There is his strength hid:
5Death shall go before his face. And the devil shall go forth before his feet.
6He stood and measured the earth. He beheld, and melted the nations: and the ancient mountains were crushed to pieces. The hills of the world were bowed down by the journeys of his eternity.
7I saw the tents of Ethiopia for their iniquity, the curtains of the land of Madian shall be troubled.
8Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? or was thy wrath upon the rivers? or thy indignation in the sea? Who will ride upon thy horses: and thy chariots are salvation.
9Thou wilt surely take up thy bow: according to the oaths which thou hast spoken to the tribes. Thou wilt divide the rivers of the earth.
10The mountains saw thee, and were grieved: the great body of waters passed away. The deep put forth its voice: the deep lifted up its hands.
11The sun and the moon stood still in their habitation, in the light of thy arrows, they shall go in the brightness of thy glittering spear.
12In thy anger thou wilt tread the earth under foot: in thy wrath thou wilt astonish the nations.
13Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people: for salvation with thy Christ. Thou struckest the head of the house of the wicked: thou hast laid bare his foundation even to the neck.
14Thou hast cursed his sceptres, the head of his warriors, them that came out as a whirlwind to scatter me. Their joy was like that of him that devoureth the poor man in secret.
15Thou madest a way in the sea for thy horses, in the mud of many waters.
16I have heard and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice. Let rottenness enter into my bones, and swarm under me. That I may rest in the day of tribulation: that I may go up to our people that are girded.
17For the fig tree shall not blossom: and there shall be no spring in the vines. The labour of the olive tree shall fail: and the fields shall yield no food: the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls.
18But I will rejoice in the Lord: and I will joy in God my Jesus.
19The Lord God is my strength: and he will make my feet like the feet of harts: and he the conqueror will lead me upon my high places singing psalms.
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Habakkuk 3
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The LORD’s victory
1The prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to Shigionoth:
2 LORD, I have heard your reputation.
I have seen your work.
Over time, revive it.
Over time, make it known.
Though angry, remember compassion.
3God comes from Teman
and the holy one from the mountain of Paran. Selah
His majesty covers the heavens
and his praise fills the earth.
4His radiance is like the sunlight,
with rays flashing from his hand.
That is the hiding place of his power.
5Pestilence walks in front of him.
Plague marches at his feet.
6He stops and measures the earth.
He looks and sets out against the nations.
The everlasting mountains collapse;
the eternal hills bow down;
the eternal paths belong to him.
7I saw the tents of Cushan under duress.
The curtains of the land of Midian were quaking.
8Was the LORD raging against the rivers?
Or was your anger directed against the rivers?
Or was your fury directed against the sea
when you rode on your horses
or rode your chariots to victory?
9You raise up your empty bow,
uttering curses for the arrows.#3.9 Heb uncertain Selah
With rivers you split open the earth.
10The mountains see you and writhe.
A flood of water rushes through.
The deep utters its voice;
it raises its hands aloft.#3.10 Heb uncertain
11Sun and moon stand still high above.
With the light, your arrows shoot,
your spear at the flash of lightning.
12In fury, you stride the earth;
in anger you tread the nations.
13You go out to save your people.
For the salvation of your anointed
you smashed the head of the house of wickedness,
laying bare the foundation up to the neck. Selah
14You pierce the head of his warrior with his own spear.
His warriors are driven off,
those who take delight in oppressing us,#3.14 Or me
those who take pleasure in secretly devouring the poor.
15You make your horses tread on the sea;
turbulent waters foam.
The prophet responds
16I hear and my insides tremble.
My lips quiver at the sound.
Rottenness enters my bones.
I tremble while I stand,#3.16 Or I tremble beneath me.
while I wait for the day of distress to come against the people who attack us.
17Though the fig tree doesn’t bloom,
and there’s no produce on the vine;
though the olive crop withers,
and the fields don’t provide food;
though the sheep are cut off from the pen,
and there are no cattle in the stalls;
18I will rejoice in the LORD.
I will rejoice in the God of my deliverance.
19The LORD God is my strength.
He will set my feet like the deer.
He will let me walk upon the heights.#3.19 Or my heights
To the director, with stringed instruments
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