1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, on Shigionoth.

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

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.

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 G od came from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah His glory covered the heavens, And the earth was full of His praise.

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

4 H is brightness was like the light; He had rays flashing from His hand, And there His power was hidden.

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

5 B efore Him went pestilence, And fever followed at His feet.

Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.

6 H e 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.

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

I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings 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?

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 Y our bow was made quite ready; Oaths were sworn over Your arrows. Selah You divided the earth with rivers.

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

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

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

11 T he sun and moon stood still in their habitation; At the light of Your arrows they went, At the shining of Your glittering spear.

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

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

13 Y ou 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

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 Y ou 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.

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 Y ou walked through the sea with Your horses, Through the heap of great waters.

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

16 W hen 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. A Hymn of Faith

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 T hough 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—

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 Y et I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

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

19 T he 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.

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.