Habakkuk
Chapter Three
1 ¶ A prayer of Habakkuk
the prophet, on Shigionoth.
2 O LORD, I have heard your speech and was afraid; O LORD, revive Your work
in the midst of the years! In the midst of the years make it known; In wrath
remember mercy.
3 ¶ God came from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah His glory
covered the heavens, And the earth was full of His praise.
4 His brightness was like the light; He had rays flashing from His hand, And
there His power was hidden.
5 Before Him went pestilence, And fever followed at His feet.
6 He stood and measured the earth; He looked and startled the nations. And the
everlasting mountains were scattered, The perpetual hills bowed. His ways are
everlasting.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian
trembled.
8 O LORD, were You displeased with the rivers, Was Your anger against the rivers,
Was Your wrath against the sea, That You rode on Your horses, Your chariots
of salvation?
9 Your bow was made quite ready; Oaths were sworn over Your arrows. Selah You
divided the earth with rivers.
10 The mountains saw You and trembled; The overflowing of the water passed by.
The deep uttered its voice, And lifted its hands on high.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation; At the light of Your arrows
they went, At the shining of Your glittering spear.
12 You marched through the land in indignation; You trampled the nations in
anger.
13 You went forth for the salvation of Your people, For salvation with Your
Anointed. You struck the head from the house of the wicked, By laying bare from
foundation to neck. Selah
14 You thrust through with his own arrows The head of his villages. They came
out like a whirlwind to scatter me; Their rejoicing was like feasting on the
poor in secret.
15 You walked through the sea with Your horses, Through the heap of great waters.
16 ¶ When I heard, my body trembled; My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness
entered my bones; And I trembled in myself, That I might rest in the day of
trouble. When he comes up to the people, He will invade them with his troops.
17 Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the
labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock
may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls-
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 The LORD God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He
will make me walk on my high hills. To the Chief Musician. With my stringed
instruments.
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