Habakkuk 3

NEW JERUSALEM	Biblija Hrvatski
1 A prayer of the prophet Habakkuk; tone as for dirges.	1 Molitva. Od proroka Habakuka. Na način tužbalice.
2 Yahweh, I have heard of your renown; your work, Yahweh, inspires me with dread. Make it live again inour time, make it known in our time; in wrath remember mercy.	2 Jahve, čuo sam za slavu tvoju, Jahve, tvoje mi djelo ulijeva jezu! Ponovi ga u naše vrijeme! Otkrij ga u naše vrijeme! U gnjevu se svojem smilovanja sjeti!
3 Eloah comes from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Pause His majesty covers theheavens, and his glory fills the earth.	3 Bog stiže iz Temana, a Svetac s planine Parana! Veličanstvo njegovo zastire nebesa, zemlja mu je puna slave.
4 His brightness is like the day, rays flash from his hands, that is where his power lies hidden.	4 Sjaj mu je k’o svjetlost, zrake sijevaju iz njegovih ruku, ondje mu se krije sila.
5 Pestilence goes before him and Plague follows close behind.	5 Kuga pred njim ide, groznica ga sustopice prati.
6 When he stands up, he makes the earth tremble, with his glance he makes the nations quake. And theeternal mountains are dislodged, the everlasting hil s sink down, his pathway from of old.	6 On stane, i zemlja se trese, on pogleda, i dršću narodi. Tad se raspadoše vječne planine, bregovi stari propadoše, njegove su staze od vječnosti.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in trouble, the tent-curtains of Midian shuddering.	7 Prestrašene vidjeh kušanske šatore, čadore što dršću u zemlji midjanskoj.
8 Yahweh, are you enraged with the rivers, are you angry with the sea, that you should mount yourchargers, your rescuing chariots?	8 Jahve, planu li tvoj gnjev na rijeke ili jarost tvoja na more te jezdiš na svojim konjima, na pobjedničkim bojnim kolima?
9 You uncover your bow, and give the string its fill of arrows. PauseYou drench the soil with torrents;	9 Otkrivaš svoj lûk i otrovnim ga strijelama sitiš. Bujicama rasijecaš tlo,
10 the mountains see you and tremble, great floods sweep by, the abyss roars aloud, lifting high itswaves.	10 planine dršću kad te vide, navaljuje oblaka prolom, bezdan diže svoj glas.
11 Sun and moon stay inside their dwel ings, they flee at the light of your arrows, at the flash of yourlightning-spear.	11 Sunce uvis diže ruke, mjesec u obitavalištu svojem popostaje, pred blijeskom tvojih strijela, pred blistavim sjajem koplja tvoga.
12 In rage you stride across the land, in anger you trample the nations.	12 Jarosno po zemlji koračaš, srdito gaziš narode.
13 You marched to save your people, to save your anointed one; you wounded the head of the house ofthe wicked, laid bare the foundation to the rock. Pause	13 Iziđe da spasiš narod svoj, da spasiš svog pomazanika; sori vrh kuće bezbožnikove, ogoli joj temelje do stijene.
14 With your shafts you pierced the leader of his warriors who stormed out with shouts of joy to scatterus, as if they meant to devour some poor wretch in their lair.	14 Kopljima si izbo vođu ratnika njegovih, koji navališe da nas s radošću satru, kao da će potajice proždrijet’ ubogoga.
15 With your horses you trampled through the sea, through the surging abyss!	15 Gaziš po moru s konjima svojim, po pučini silnih voda!
16 When I heard, I trembled to the core, my lips quivered at the sound; my bones became disjointed andmy legs gave way beneath me. Calmly I await the day of anguish which is dawning on the people now attackingus.	16 Čuo sam! Sva se moja utroba trese, podrhtavaju mi usne na taj zvuk, trulež prodire u kosti moje, noge klecaju poda mnom. Počinut ću kada dan tjeskobni svane narodu što nas sad napada.
17 (For the fig tree is not to blossom, nor wil the vines bear fruit, the olive crop wil disappoint and thefields wil yield no food; the sheep wil vanish from the fold; no cattle in the stal s.)	17 Jer smokvino drvo neće više cvasti niti će na lozi biti ploda, maslina će uskratiti rod, polja neće donijeti hrane, ovaca će nestati iz tora, u oborima neće biti ni gòveda.
18 But I shal rejoice in Yahweh, I shall exult in God my Saviour.	18 Ali ja ću se radovati u Jahvi i kliktat ću u Bogu, svojem Spasitelju.
19 Yahweh my Lord is my strength, he wil make my feet as light as a doe's, and set my steps on theheights. For the choirmaster; on stringed instruments.	19 Jahve, moj Gospod, moja je snaga, on mi daje noge poput košutinih i vodi me na visine. Zborovođi. Na žičanim glazbalima.