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Habakkuk 3
God’s Deliverance Of His People
1A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to Shigionoth.
O LORD, revive Your work in the midst of the years,
In the midst of the years make it known;
In wrath remember mercy.
And the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah.
His splendor covers the heavens,
And the earth is full of His praise.
He has rays flashing from His hand,
And there is the hiding of His power.
And plague comes after Him.
He looked and startled the nations.
Yes, the perpetual mountains were shattered,
The ancient hills collapsed.
His ways are everlasting.
The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.
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?
The rods of chastisement were sworn. Selah.
You cleaved the earth with rivers.
The downpour of waters swept by.
The deep uttered forth its voice,
It lifted high its hands.
They went away at the light of Your arrows,
At the radiance of Your gleaming spear.
In anger You trampled the nations.
For the salvation of Your anointed.
You struck the head of the house of the evil
To lay him open from thigh to neck. Selah.
The head of his throngs.
They stormed in to scatter us;
Their exultation was like those
Who devour the oppressed in secret.
On the surge of many waters.
At the sound my lips quivered.
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.
And there be no fruit on the vines,
Though the yield of the olive should fail
And the fields produce no food,
Though the flock should be cut off from the fold
And there be no cattle in the stalls,
I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
And He has made my feet like hinds’ feet,
And makes me walk on my high places.