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A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet. Upon Shigionoth.

A prayer of the prophet Habakkuk, with a song.

O HaShem, I have heard the report of Thee, and am afraid; O HaShem, revive Thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember compassion.

O Lord, I have heard thy report, and was afraid: I considered thy works, and was amazed: Thou shalt be known between the two living creatures, Thou shalt be acknowledged when the years draw nigh; Thou shalt be manifested when the time is come; When my soul is troubled, thou wilt in wrath remember mercy.

G-d cometh from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His glory covereth the heavens, and the earth is full of His praise.

God shall come from Teman, And the Holy One from the dark shady Mount Paran. Pause.

His excellence covered the heavens, And the earth was full of his praise. And his brightness shall be as light; [There were] horns in his hands, And he caused a mighty love of his strength.

And a brightness appeareth as the light; rays hath He at His side; and there is the hiding of His power.

Before him goeth the pestilence, and fiery bolts go forth at His feet.

Before his face shall go a report, And it shall go forth into the plains,

He standeth, and shaketh the earth, He beholdeth, and maketh the nations to tremble; and the everlasting mountains are dashed in pieces, the ancient hills do bow; His goings are as of old.

The earth stood at his feet and trembled: He beheld, and the nations melted away: The mountains were violently burst through, The everlasting hills melted at his everlasting going forth.

I see the tents of Cushan in affliction; the curtains of the land of Midian do tremble.

Because of troubles I looked upon the tents of the Ethiopians: The tabernacles also of the land of Midian shall be dismayed.

Is it, O HaShem, that against the rivers, is it that Thine anger is kindled against the rivers, or Thy wrath against the sea? that Thou dost ride upon Thy horses, upon Thy chariots of victory?

Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? Or [was] thy wrath against the rivers, Or thine anger against the sea? For thou wilt mount on thy horses, And thy chariots are salvation.

Thy bow is made quite bare; sworn are the rods of the word. Selah. Thou dost cleave the earth with rivers.

Surely thou didst bend thy bow At scepters, saith the Lord. Pause. The land of rivers shall be torn asunder.

The mountains have seen Thee, and they tremble; the tempest of waters floweth over; the deep uttereth its voice, and lifteth up its hands on high.

The nations shall see thee and be in pain, [As thou dost] divide the moving waters: The deep uttered her voice, And raised her form on high.

The sun and moon stand still in their habitation; at the light of Thine arrows as they go, at the shining of Thy glittering spear.

The sun was exalted, and the moon stood still in her course: Thy darts shall go forth at the light, At the brightness of the gleaming of thine arms.

Thou marchest through the earth in indignation, Thou threshest the nations in anger.

Thou wilt bring low the land with threatening, And in wrath thou wilt break down the nations.

Thou art come forth for the deliverance of Thy people, for the deliverance of Thine anointed; Thou woundest the head out of the house of the wicked, uncovering the foundation even unto the neck. Selah.

Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, To save thine anointed: Thou shalt bring death on the heads of transgressors; Thou hast brought bands upon [their] neck. Pause.

Thou hast stricken through with his own rods the head of his rulers, that come as a whirlwind to scatter me; whose rejoicing is as to devour the poor secretly.

Thou didst cut asunder the heads of princes with amazement, They shall tremble in it; They shall burst their bridles, [They shall be] as a poor man devouring in secret.

Thou hast trodden the sea with Thy horses, the foaming of mighty waters.

And thou dost cause thy horses to enter the sea, Disturbing much water.

When I heard, mine inward parts trembled, my lips quivered at the voice; rottenness entereth into my bones, and I tremble where I stand; that I should wait for the day of trouble, when he cometh up against the people that he invadeth.

I watched, and my belly trembled At the sound of the prayer of my lips, And trembling entered into my bones, And my frame was troubled within me; I will rest in the day of affliction, From going up to the people of my sojourning.

For though 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 food; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls;

For [though] the fig tree shall bear no fruit, And there shall be no produce on the vines; The labor of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall produce no food: The sheep have failed from the pasture, And there are no oxen at the cribs;

Yet I will rejoice in HaShem, I will exult in the G-d of my salvation.

Yet I will exult in the Lord, I will joy in God my Savior.

G-d, the L-rd, is my strength, and He maketh my feet like hinds' feet, and He maketh me to walk upon my high places. For the Leader. With my string-music.

The Lord God is my strength, And he will perfectly strengthen my feet; He mounts me upon high places, That I may conquer by his song.