1 ه َذِهِ صَلاةُ حَبَقُّوقَ النَّبِيِّ بِحَسَبِ الرؤيا الَّتي رآها:

A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.

2 ي ا اللهُ ، سَمِعْتُ صِيتَكَ الذّائِعَ. سَمِعْتُ فَارْتَعْتُ مِنْ أعمالِكَ يا اللهُ. لَكِنْ خِلالَ سِنينِ حَياتِنا أحْيِ ذِكرَكَ، خِلالَ سِنينِ حَياتِنا. وَإذا غَضِبْتَ مِنّا، تَذَكَّرْ رَحْمَتَكَ. سِلاهْ

Yahweh, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, Yahweh. Renew your work in the middle of the years. In the middle of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.

3 ا للهُ يَأتِي مِنْ تِيمانَ، القُدُّوسُ مِنْ جَبَلِ فارانَ. سِلاهْ مَجْدُهُ يُغَطِّي السَّماءَ، وَالأرْضُ مُمتَلِئَةٌ بِتَرانِيمِ التَّسبِيحِ لَهُ.

God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.

4 ي َأتِي اللَّمَعانُ كَالبَرقِ، وَمَعَهُ شُعاعُ بَرقٍ فِي يَدِهِ لَهُ شُعبَتانِ. يُخفِي قُوَّتَهُ.

His splendor is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.

5 ي َسِيرُ الوَباءُ أمامَهُ، وَالحُمَّى تَخرُجُ عِندَ قَدَمَيهِ.

Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.

6 و َقَفَ وَهَزَّ الأرْضَ، نَظَرَ فَاهتَزَّتِ الأُمَمُ مُرتَعِبَةً. تَحَطَّمَتِ الجِبالُ القَدِيمَةُ، وَالتِّلالُ العَتِيقَةُ هَبَطَتْ. يَسلُكُ السُّبُلَ الَّتِي سَلَكَها قَدِيماً.

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.

7 ب َدَلاً مِنَ الظُّلمِ الَّذِي رَأيتُهُ، تَرتَجِفُ خِيامُ كُوشانَ، وَسَتائِرُ خِيامِ أِرضِ مِدْيانَ كَذَلِكَ.

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

8 ي ا اللهُ ، هَلِ اشتَعَلَ غَضَبُكَ عَلَى الأنهارِ؟ هَلْ حَمِيَ غَضَبُكَ عَلَى الأنهارِ، وَسَخَطُكَ عَلَى البَحْرِ؟ ألِهَذا تَركَبُ عَلَى خُيُولٍ وَمَركَباتٍ لِأجلِ الانْتِصارِ؟

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?

9 ت ُخرِجُ قَوسَكَ مِنْ كِنانَتِهِ، وَتَملأُهُ بِسِهامٍ لا تُحْصَى. سِلاهْ تَشُقُّ الأرْضَ بِالأودِيَةِ.

You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. Selah. You split the earth with rivers.

10 ر َأتْكَ الجِبالُ فَتَلَوَّتْ مِنَ الألَمِ. سَكَبَتِ الغُيُومُ الثَّقِيلَةُ مِياهَها، وَأعماقُ المُحِيطاتِ زَمْجَرَتْ حِينَ رَفَعَتْ أيدِيها لِلإحاطَةِ بِاليابِسَةِ.

The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.

11 ا لشَّمْسُ وَالقَمَرُ وَقَفا فِي مَسكَنِهِما المُرتَفِعِ. النُّورُ الوَحِيدُ هُوَ نُورُ سِهامِكَ الطّائِرَةِ، بَرِيقُ رُمحِكَ يُنِيرُ السَّماءَ.

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.

12 ت َدُوسُ الأرْضَ بِسَخَطٍ، وَتَسْحَقُ الأُمَمَ بِغَضَبٍ.

You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.

13 خ َرَجْتَ لِتُنقِذَ شَعبَكَ، لِتُنقِذَ المَلِكَ الَّذِي مَسَحْتَهُ. ضَرَبْتَ قائِدَ الأشرارِ، وَنَزَعْتَ جِلْدَهُ مِنْ أسفَلِ ظَهرِهِ إلَى عُنُقِهِ. سِلاهْ

You went out 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. Selah.

14 ط َعَنْتَ بِسِهامِهِ قائِدَ جُنُودِهِ الَّذِينَ هَجَمُوا عَلَيْنا كَعاصِفَةٍ لِيُبَدِّدُونا. احتَفَلُوا كَمَنْ يَفرَحُ بِالتِهامِ مِسكِينٍ فِي الخَفاءِ.

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.

15 د ُسْتَ عَلَى البَحرِ بِخَيلِكَ فَهَيَّجْتَ المِياهَ العَظِيمَةَ.

You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.

16 س َمِعْتُ هَذا، فَارتَعَبَتْ أحشائِي. ارتَجَفَتْ شَفَتايَ عِندَ سَماعِ الصَّوتِ. شَعَرْتُ كَأنَّ النَّخْرَ يَدخُلُ إلَى عِظامِي، ارتَجَفَتْ رِجلايَ تَحتِي. سَأنتَظِرُ بِصَبْرٍ مَجِيءَ وَقتِ الضِّيقِ عَلَى الَّذِينَ يُهاجِمُونَنا.

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.

17 ف ِإنْ كانَ شَجَرُ التِّينِ لا يُزْهِرُ، وَلا تُنتِجُ الكُرُومُ عِنَباً، وَإنْ ذَبُلَ شَجَرُ الزَّيتُونِ، وَلَمْ تُعطِ الحُقُولُ طَعاماً، وَإنْ فَرَغَتْ حَظِيرةُ الغَنَمِ، وَلَمْ يَكُنْ بَقَرٌ فِي الزَّرائِبِ،

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:

18 ف َإنَّنِي سَأفرَحُ بِاللهِ ، وَأبْتَهِجُ بِاللهِ الّذِي يُخَلِّصُنِي.

yet I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

19 ا للهُ رَبِّي هُوَ قُوَّتِي. يَجعَلُ قَدَمَيَّ كَقَدَمَي غَزالٍ، فَأمشِيَ عَلَى المُرتَفَعاتِ. لِقائِدِ التَّسبِيحِ، عَلَى الآلاتِ الوَتَرِيَّةِ.

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.