Habakkuk 3

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 Prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet. To a plaintive tune.	1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.
2 O LORD, I have heard your renown, and feared, O LORD, your work. In the course of the years revive it, in the course of the years make it known; in your wrath remember compassion!	2 O LORD, I have heard thy speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.
3 God comes from Teman , the Holy One from Mount Paran. Covered are the heavens with his glory, and with his praise the earth is filled.	3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.
4 His splendor spreads like the light; rays shine forth from beside him, where his power is concealed.	4 And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
5 Before him goes pestilence, and the plague follows in his steps.	5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.
6 He pauses to survey the earth; his look makes the nations tremble. The eternal mountains are shattered, the age-old hills bow low along his ancient ways.	6 He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
7 I see the tents of Cushan collapse; trembling are the pavilions of the land of Midian.	7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
8 Is your anger against the streams, O LORD? Is your wrath against the streams, your rage against the sea, That you drive the steeds of your victorious chariot?	8 Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was thine anger against the rivers? was thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation?
9 Bared and ready is your bow, filled with arrows is your quiver. Into streams you split the earth;	9 Thy bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even thy word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
10 at sight of you the mountains tremble. A torrent of rain descends; the ocean gives forth its roar. The sun forgets to rise,	10 The mountains saw thee, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
11 the moon remains in its shelter, At the light of your flying arrows, at the gleam of your flashing spear.	11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.
12 In wrath you bestride the earth, in fury you trample the nations.	12 Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the heathen in anger.
13 You come forth to save your people, to save your anointed one. You crush the heads of the wicked, you lay bare their bases at the neck.	13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, even for salvation with thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation unto the neck. Selah.
14 You pierce with your shafts the heads of their princes whose boast would be of devouring the wretched in their lair.	14 Thou didst strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
15 You tread the sea with your steeds amid the churning of the deep waters.	15 Thou didst walk through the sea with thine horses, through the heap of great waters.
16 I hear, and my body trembles; at the sound, my lips quiver. Decay invades my bones, my legs tremble beneath me. I await the day of distress that will come upon the people who attack us.	16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
17 For though the fig tree blossom not nor fruit be on the vines, Though the yield of the olive fail and the terraces produce no nourishment, Though the flocks disappear from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls,	17 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
18 Yet will I rejoice in the LORD and exult in my saving God.	18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
19 GOD, my Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet swift as those of hinds and enables me to go upon the heights. For the leader; with stringed instruments.	19 The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds' feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.