Habakkuk 3
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Yet I Will Exalt in Yahweh

1A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to [†]Shigionoth.

2O Yahweh, I have heard [†]the report about You, and [†]I fear.

O Yahweh, revive Your work in the midst of the years;

In the midst of the years make it known;

In rage remember compassion.

3God comes from Teman,

And the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah.

His splendor covers the heavens,

And the earth is full of His praise.

4His brightness is like the sunlight;

He has rays flashing from His hand,

And there is the hiding of His strength.

5Before Him goes pestilence,

And plague comes [†]after Him.

6He stood and [†]measured out the earth;

He looked and startled the nations.

So the perpetual mountains were shattered;

The ancient hills [†]collapsed.

His ways are everlasting.

7I saw the tents of Cushan under wickedness;

The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.

8Did Yahweh’s fury burn against the rivers,

Or was Your anger against the rivers,

Or was Your wrath against the sea,

That You rode on Your horses,

On Your chariots of salvation?

9Your bow was made bare;

Rods were sworn unto battle by word. Selah.

You split the earth with rivers.

10The mountains saw You and writhed;

The downpour of waters passed by.

The deep gave forth its voice;

It lifted high its hands.

11Sun and moon stood in their lofty places;

They went away at the light of Your arrows,

At the brightness of Your flashing spear.

12In indignation You marched through the earth;

In anger You [†]trampled the nations.

13You went forth for the salvation of Your people,

For salvation with Your anointed.

You crushed the head of the house of the wicked

To lay him bare from [†]thigh to neck. Selah.

14You pierced with his own sharpened rods

The head of his [†]throngs.

They stormed in to scatter [†]us;

Their exultation was like those

Who devour the afflicted in secret.

15You tread on the sea with Your horses,

On the surge of many waters.

16I heard, and my [†]inward parts trembled;

At the sound my lips tingled.

Decay enters my bones,

And in my place I tremble.

Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress,

[†]For the people to arise who will invade us.

17Though the fig tree should not blossom

And there be no produce on the vines,

Though the yield of the olive should fail

And the fields yield no food,

Though the flock should be cut off from the fold

And there be no cattle in the stalls,

18Yet I will exult in Yahweh;

I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.

19Yahweh, the Lord, is my [†]strength,

And He has set my feet like hinds’ feet

And makes me tread on my high places. [†]For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.

1 Possibly a wild, passionate, and animated song
2 Or Your report
2 Or I stand in awe of Your work, O Yahweh; In the midst of the years revive it,
5 Lit at His feet
6 Or shook
6 Or sank down; lit bowed
12 Or thresh
13 Lit foundation
14 Or warriors, villagers
14 Lit me
16 Lit belly
16 Or To come upon the people who will
19 Lit valor
19 Belonging to the choir director’s anthology

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