Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet concerning erring ones:
2 O LORD, I have heard the report about You; I am afraid. O LORD, give new life to Your work in the midst of years; in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember compassion.
3 God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covers the heavens, and His praise fills the earth.
4 And His brightness is as the light; rays of power from His hand are His, and there is the hiding of His power.
5 A plague went before Him, and lightning went forth at His feet.
6 He stood and measured the earth; He looked and shook nations, and the everlasting mountains were shattered; the eternal hills bowed down. His ways are everlasting.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan under calamity; the curtains of the land of Midian trembled.
8 Was the LORD displeased against rivers? Or was Your anger against the rivers? Or Your wrath against the sea, that You ride upon Your horses, upon Your chariots of victory?
9 You brandish Your naked bow according to the oaths of the arrows of Your word. Selah. You have cleaved the earth with rivers.
10 The mountains have seen You and they tremble. The overflowing water passed over; the deep uttered its voice and lifted up its hands on high.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their lofty dwellings. At the light of Your arrows they go, and at the shining of Your glittering spear.
12 You march through the land in indignation; You thresh nations in anger.
13 You went forth for the salvation of Your people, for salvation with Your anointed. You struck the head out of the house of the wicked, to lay bare the foundation even to the neck. Selah.
14 You pierced through the head of his warriors with his own shafts; they storm out as a whirlwind to scatter me; their rejoicing is to devour the meek secretly.
15 You trod upon the sea with Your horses, through the foaming of mighty waters.
16 I heard and my inward parts trembled; my lips quivered at the sound. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself that I should wait for the day of trouble; when he comes up against the people, that he invades.
17 Though the fig tree shall not blossom, and fruit shall not be on the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no food. The flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls;
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 The LORD God is my strength, and He will make my feet like deer's feet, and He will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.
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