1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to wild, enthusiastic, and triumphal music.

A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet concerning erring ones:

2 O Lord, I have heard the report of You and was afraid. O Lord, revive Your work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make known! In wrath remember love, pity, and mercy.

O Jehovah, I heard thy report, I have been afraid, O Jehovah, Thy work! in midst of years revive it, In the midst of years Thou makest known In anger Thou dost remember mercy.

3 G od came from Teman and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah! His glory covered the heavens and the earth was full of His praise.

God from Teman doth come, The Holy One from mount Paran. Pause! Covered the heavens hath His majesty, And His praise hath filled the earth.

4 A nd His brightness was like the sunlight; rays streamed from His hand, and there was the hiding place of His power.

And the brightness is as the light, He hath rays out of His hand, And there -- the hiding of His strength.

5 B efore Him went the pestilence, and burning plague followed His feet.

Before Him goeth pestilence, And a burning flame goeth forth at His feet.

6 H e stood and measured the earth; He looked and shook the nations, and the eternal mountains were scattered and the perpetual hills bowed low. His ways are everlasting and His goings are of old.

He hath stood, and He measureth earth, He hath seen, and He shaketh off nations, And scatter themselves do mountains of antiquity, Bowed have the hills of old, The ways of old His.

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

Under sorrow I have seen tents of Cushan, Tremble do curtains of the land of Midian.

8 W ere You displeased with the rivers, O Lord? Or was Your anger against the rivers ? Was Your wrath against the Sea, that You rode upon Your horses and Your chariots of victory and deliverance?

Against rivers hath Jehovah been wroth? Against rivers Thine anger? Against the sea Thy wrath? For Thou dost ride on Thy horses -- Thy chariots of salvation?

9 Y our bow was made quite bare; sworn to the tribes by Your sure word were the rods of chastisement, scourges, and calamities. Selah! With rivers You cleaved the earth.

Utterly naked Thou dost make Thy bow, Sworn are the tribes -- saying, `Pause!' rivers Thou dost cleave the earth.

10 T he mountains saw You; they trembled and writhed. The overflowing of the water passed by; the deep uttered its voice and lifted its hands on high.

Seen thee -- pained are mountains, An inundation of waters hath passed over, Given forth hath the deep its voice, High its hands it hath lifted up.

11 T he sun and moon stood back in their habitation at the light of Your arrows as they sped, at the flash of Your glittering spear.

Sun -- moon -- hath stood -- a habitation, At the light thine arrows go on, At the brightness, the glittering of thy spear.

12 Y ou marched through the land in indignation; You trampled and threshed the nations in anger.

In indignation Thou dost tread earth, In anger Thou dost thresh nations.

13 Y ou went forth and have come for the salvation of Your people, for the deliverance and victory of Your anointed; You smote the head of the house of the wicked, laying bare the foundation even to the neck. Selah!

Thou hast gone forth for the salvation of Thy people, For salvation with Thine anointed, Thou hast smitten the head of the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation unto the neck. Pause!

14 Y ou pierced with his own arrows the head of hordes; they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me, rejoicing as if to devour the poor secretly.

Thou hast pierced with his staves the head of his leaders, They are tempestuous to scatter me, Their exultation as to consume the poor in secret.

15 Y ou have trodden the sea with Your horses, the heap of great and surging waters.

Thou hast proceeded through the sea with Thy horses -- the clay of many waters.

16 I heard and my trembled; my lips quivered at the sound. Rottenness enters into my bones and under me; I tremble. I will wait quietly for the day of trouble and distress when there shall come up against people him who is about to invade and oppress them.

I have heard, and my belly trembleth, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness doth come into my bones, And in my place I do tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcometh it.

17 T hough the fig tree does not blossom and there is no fruit on the vines, the product of the olive fails and the fields yield no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold and there are no cattle in the stalls,

Though the fig-tree doth not flourish, And there is no produce among vines, Failed hath the work of the olive, And fields have not yielded food, Cut off from the fold hath been the flock, And there is no herd in the stalls.

18 Y et I will rejoice in the Lord; I will exult in the God of my salvation!

Yet I, in Jehovah I exult, I do joy in the God of my salvation.

19 T he Lord God is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds’ feet and will make me to walk and make progress upon my high places! For the Chief Musician; with my stringed instruments.

Jehovah the Lord my strength, And He doth make my feet like hinds, And on my high-places causeth me to tread. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!