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Habakkuk, in his prayer, trembles at God's majesty.
3:1 A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.
3:2 Yahweh, I have heard of your fame.
I stand in awe of your deeds, Yahweh.
Renew your work in the midst of the years.
In the midst of the years make it known.
In wrath, you remember mercy.
3:3 God came from Teman,
the Holy One from Mount Paran.
His glory covered the heavens,
and his praise filled the earth.
3:4 His splendor is like the sunrise.
Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.
3:5 Plague went before him,
and pestilence followed his feet.
3:6 He stood, and shook the earth.
He looked, and made the nations tremble.
The ancient mountains were crumbled.
The age-old hills collapsed.
His ways are eternal.
3:7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction.
The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.
3:8 Was Yahweh displeased with the rivers?
Was your anger against the rivers,
or your wrath against the sea,
that you rode on your horses,
on your chariots of salvation?
3:9 You uncovered your bow.
You called for your sworn arrows.
You split the earth with rivers.
3:10 The mountains saw you, and were afraid.
The storm of waters passed by.
The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
3:11 The sun and moon stood still in the sky,
at the light of your arrows as they went,
at the shining of your glittering spear.
3:12 You marched through the land in wrath.
You threshed the nations in anger.
3:13 You went forth for the salvation of your people,
for the salvation of your anointed.
You crushed the head of the land of wickedness.
You stripped them head to foot.
3:14 You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears.
They came as a whirlwind to scatter me,
gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.
3:15 You trampled the sea with your horses,
churning mighty waters.
3:16 I heard, and my body trembled.
My lips quivered at the voice.
Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place,
because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble,
for the coming up of the people who invade us.
The confidence of his faith.
3:17 For though the fig tree doesn’t flourish,
nor fruit be in the vines;
the labor of the olive fails,
the fields yield no food;
the flocks are cut off from the fold,
and there is no herd in the stalls:
3:18 yet I will rejoice in Yahweh.
I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
3:19 Yahweh, the Lord, is my strength.
He makes my feet like deer’s feet,
and enables me to go in high places.
For the music director, on my stringed instruments.
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