A prayer of Habakkuk
the prophet
, according
to 1Shigionoth
.
LORD, I have aheard
1the report
about You and 2I bfear
. O LORD
, crevive
dYour work
in the midst
of the years
, In the midst
of the years
make
it known
; In wrath
remember
3 emercy
.
God comes
from aTeman
, And the Holy
One
from Mount
bParan
. Selah
. His csplendor
covers
the heavens
, And the dearth
is full
of His praise
.
His aradiance is like the sunlight
; He has rays
flashing from His hand
, And there
is the hiding
of His bpower
.
Before Him goes
apestilence
, And bplague
comes
1after
Him.
He stood and surveyed
the earth
; He looked
and astartled
the nations
. Yes, the perpetual
mountains
were shattered
, The ancient
hills
1collapsed
. His ways
are beverlasting
.
I saw the tents
of Cushan
under
adistress
, The tent
curtains
of the land
of bMidian
were trembling
.
Did the LORD rage
against the arivers
, Or
was Your anger
against the rivers
, Or
was Your wrath
against the bsea
, That You crode
on Your horses
, On Your dchariots
of salvation
?
Your abow was made
bare
, The rods
of 1chastisement
were sworn
. Selah
. You bcleaved
the earth
with rivers
.
The mountains saw
You and quaked
; The downpour
of waters
swept
by. The deep
auttered
forth
its voice
, It lifted
high
its hands
.
aSun and moon
stood
in their places
; They went
away at the blight
of Your arrows
, At the radiance
of Your gleaming
spear
.
In indignation You amarched
through the earth
; In anger
You 1 btrampled
the nations
.
You went forth
for the asalvation
of Your people
, For the salvation
of Your banointed
. You struck
the chead
of the house
of the evil
To lay
him open
from 1thigh
to neck
. Selah
.
You pierced with his aown 1spears
The head
of his 2throngs
. They bstormed
in to scatter
3us; Their exultation
was like
those Who cdevour
the oppressed
in secret
.
You atrampled on the sea
with Your horses
, On the bsurge
of many
waters
.
I heard and my 1inward
parts
atrembled
, At the sound
my lips
quivered
. Decay
enters
my bbones
, And in my place
I tremble
. Because
I must cwait
quietly
for the day
of distress
, 2For the dpeople
to arise
who will invade
us.
Though the afig
tree
should not blossom
And there
be no
1fruit
on the vines
, Though the yield
of the bolive
should fail
And the fields
produce
no
food
, Though the cflock
should be cut
off
from the fold
And there
be dno
cattle
in the stalls
,
Yet I will aexult in the LORD
, I will brejoice
in the cGod
of my salvation
.
The Lord 1GOD
is my astrength
, And bHe has made
my feet
like hinds'
feet, And makes me walk
on my chigh
places
. For the choir
director
, on my stringed
instruments
.