Habakkuk 3

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1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.	1 Oración del profeta Habacuc, en el tono de las lamentaciones.
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.	2 ¡Yahveh, he oído tu fama, tu obra venero, Yahveh! ¡En medio de los años hazla revivir en medio de los años dala a conocer, aun en la ira acuérdate de tener compasión!
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.	3 Viene Dios de Temán, el Santo, del monte Parán. Pausa. Su majestad cubre los cielos, de su gloria está llena la tierra.
4 And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.	4 Su fulgor es como la luz, rayos tiene que saltan de su mano, allí se oculta su poder.
5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.	5 Delante de él marcha la peste, sale la fiebre tras sus pasos.
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.	6 Se planta él y hace temblar la tierra, mira y hace estremecerse a las naciones; se desmoronan los montes eternos, se hunden los collados antiguos, ¡sus caminos de siempre!
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.	7 En desgracia he visto las tiendas de Kusán, se estremecen los pabellones de Madián.
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?	8 ¿Contra los ríos arde tu cólera, Yahveh, contra el mar tu furor, para que montes en tus caballos, en tus carros de victoria?
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.	9 Tú desnudas tu arco, sacias su cuerda de saetas. Pausa. De ríos surcas tú la tierra;
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.	10 te ven y se espantan los montes, un diluvio de agua pasa, el abismo deja oír su voz. En alto levanta sus manos
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.	11 el sol, la luna se detiene en su sitio, a la luz de tus saetas que parten, al fulgor del centellear de tu lanza.
12 Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the heathen in anger.	12 Con furia atraviesas la tierra, con cólera pisoteas las naciones.
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.	13 Tú sales a salvar a tu pueblo, a salvar a tu ungido. Estrellas la cabeza de la casa del impío, desnudas sus cimientos hasta el cuello. Pausa.
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.	14 Traspasas con tus dardos la cabeza de sus nobles que se lanzaban para dispersarnos con su estrépito, como si fuesen a devorar al desdichado en su escondrijo.
15 Thou didst walk through the sea with thine horses, through the heap of great waters.	15 Tú surcas el mar con tus caballos, el borbotar de las inmensas aguas.
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.	16 ¡He oído y mis entrañas se estremecen, a esa voz titubean mis labios, penetra la caries en mis huesos, bajo mí tiemblan mis pasos! Tranquilo espero el día de la angustia, que va a subir sobre el pueblo que nos asalta.
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:	17 (Pues la higuera no volverá a echar brotes, ni habrá que recoger en las viñas. Fallará la cosecha del olivo, los campos no darán alimento, faltará el ganado menor en el aprisco, no habrá ganado mayor en los establos.)
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.	18 ¡Mas yo en Yahveh exultaré, jubilaré en el Dios de mi salvación!
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.	19 Yahveh mi señor es mi fuerza, él me da pies como los de ciervas, y por las alturas me hace caminar. Del maestro de coro. Para instrumentos de cuerda.