Verse
YLT
Young's Literal Translation
BSB
Berean Standard Bible
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet concerning
erring
ones
:
This
is
a prayer of Habakkuk the prophet ,
according
to
Shigionoth
:
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 .
O LORD
, I have
heard the
report of
You;
I stand
in
awe
, O LORD
, of Your
deeds.
Revive them
in these
years ;
make
them
known in these
years.
In
Your
wrath,
remember mercy !
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.
God came
from Teman, and
the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah
His
glory
covered the heavens, and His praise filled the earth.
And
the
brightness
is
as
the light,
He
hath
rays out
of
His hand, And
there
--
the
hiding
of
His strength
.
His
radiance
was
like
the sunlight;
rays flashed
from
His hand, where
His power
is
hidden
.
Before Him goeth
pestilence
, And a
burning
flame
goeth
forth
at
His feet
.
Plague
went
before Him, and fever
followed
in
His steps
.
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
`
are '
His
.
He stood and measured
the
earth ;
He looked
and startled
the
nations ;
the
ancient
mountains crumbled;
the perpetual
hills collapsed.
His
ways are everlasting
.
Under
sorrow
I have
seen
tents of Cushan ,
Tremble
do
curtains
of
the land
of Midian.
I saw
the
tents of Cushan in
distress;
the curtains
of Midian were
trembling
.
Against
rivers hath
Jehovah
been
wroth
? Against rivers
`is'
Thine
anger
? Against the sea `is'
Thy
wrath?
For
Thou
dost
ride
on Thy
horses --
Thy
chariots of salvation?
Were
You
angry
at
the
rivers ,
O
LORD
? Was
Your
wrath
against the
streams
? Did
You
rage
against the sea when
You
rode
on Your
horses ,
on
Your
chariots of salvation?
Utterly
naked
Thou
dost
make
Thy
bow ,
Sworn
are
the tribes
--
saying,
`Pause!'
`
With '
rivers Thou
dost
cleave
the
earth
.
You
brandished
Your
bow ;
You
called
for
many
arrows.
Selah
You
split
the earth
with rivers.
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
.
The
mountains saw
You
and
quaked;
torrents
of water
swept
by.
The deep roared
with
its voice and
lifted
its hands on
high
.
Sun --
moon --
hath
stood --
a
habitation,
At the light
thine
arrows go
on
, At the brightness ,
the
glittering
of thy
spear.
Sun and
moon stood still
in
their
places
at the flash
of
Your
flying
arrows, at the brightness of Your
shining
spear.
In
indignation
Thou
dost
tread
earth ,
In
anger
Thou
dost
thresh
nations.
You
marched
across
the
earth with
fury;
You
threshed
the
nations in
wrath
.
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!
You
went
forth for the salvation of Your
people, to
save
Your
anointed .
You
crushed
the head of the house of the wicked and
stripped
him
from
head
to
toe
. Selah
Thou
hast
pierced
with his staves
the
head
of
his leaders
, They
are
tempestuous
to scatter me
, Their
exultation
`is'
as to consume
the poor
in
secret
.
With his own
spear
You
pierced
his head
, when
his
warriors
stormed
out
to scatter us
, gloating
as though
ready
to secretly
devour
the weak
.
Thou
hast
proceeded
through
the sea with Thy
horses --
the clay
of
many
waters.
You
trampled
the sea with Your
horses ,
churning
the great
waters.
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
.
I heard and trembled
within;
my lips quivered at
the
sound.
Decay
entered
my bones ;
I trembled
where
I stood.
Yet
I
must
wait
patiently
for the
day of distress to
come
upon
the people who
invade
us
.
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 .
Though the fig tree does
not bud
and no fruit
is
on
the
vines, though
the olive crop
fails
and the
fields produce
no
food, though
the
sheep
are
cut off from the fold and no cattle
are
in the stalls ,
Yet I ,
in
Jehovah
I
exult ,
I do
joy
in the God of my salvation .
yet I will
exult in
the
LORD;
I will
rejoice
in the God of my salvation !
Jehovah
the Lord `
is '
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 !
GOD
the Lord is my strength ;
He makes
my feet like those
of
a
deer;
He
makes
me walk
upon
the heights!
For
the
choirmaster.
With stringed instruments .
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