Habakkuk 3:7 - Compare All Versions

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God’s on his way again, retracing the old salvation route, Coming up from the south through Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. Skies are blazing with his splendor, his praises sounding through the earth, His cloud-brightness like dawn, exploding, spreading, forked-lightning shooting from his hand— what power hidden in that fist! Plague marches before him, pestilence at his heels! He stops. He shakes Earth. He looks around. Nations tremble. The age-old mountains fall to pieces; ancient hills collapse like a spent balloon. The paths God takes are older than the oldest mountains and hills. I saw everyone worried, in a panic: Old wilderness adversaries, Cushan and Midian, were terrified, hoping he wouldn’t notice them. * * *

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: And the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.

I saw the tents of Cushan under distress, The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.

I saw that the tents of Cushan were in trouble and that the tents of Midian trembled.

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.

I saw the tents of Cushan in distress, the dwellings of Midian in anguish.

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian trembled.

I [Habakkuk, in my vision] saw the tents of Cushan under distress; The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.

I see the people of Cushan in distress, and the nation of Midian trembling in terror.

In my vision, I saw the tents of Cushan trembling in distress and the tent curtains of the Midianites shaking in anguish.

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.