1A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet concerning erring ones: 2O LORD, I have heard the report about You; I am afraid. O LORD, give new life to Your work in the midst of years; in the midst of the years make it known; in wrath remember compassion. 3God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covers the heavens, and His praise fills the earth. 4And His brightness is as the light; rays of power from His hand are His, and there is the hiding of His power. 5A plague went before Him, and lightning went forth at His feet. 6He stood and measured the earth; He looked and shook nations, and the everlasting mountains were shattered; the eternal hills bowed down. His ways are everlasting. 7I saw the tents of Cushan under calamity; the curtains of the land of Midian trembled. 8Was the LORD displeased against rivers? Or was Your anger against the rivers? Or Your wrath against the sea, that You ride upon Your horses, upon Your chariots of victory? 9You brandish Your naked bow according to the oaths of the arrows of Your word. Selah. You have cleaved the earth with rivers. 10The mountains have seen You and they tremble. The overflowing water passed over; the deep uttered its voice and lifted up its hands on high. 11The sun and moon stood still in their lofty dwellings. At the light of Your arrows they go, and at the shining of Your glittering spear. 12You march through the land in indignation; You thresh nations in anger. 13You went forth for the salvation of Your people, for salvation with Your anointed. You struck the head out of the house of the wicked, to lay bare the foundation even to the neck. Selah. 14You pierced through the head of his warriors with his own shafts; they storm out as a whirlwind to scatter me; their rejoicing is to devour the meek secretly. 15You trod upon the sea with Your horses, through the foaming of mighty waters. 16I heard and my inward parts trembled; my lips quivered at the sound. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself that I should wait for the day of trouble; when he comes up against the people, that he invades. 17Though the fig tree shall not blossom, and fruit shall not be on the vines; the labor 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; 18Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. 19The LORD God is my strength, and He will make my feet like deer's feet, and He will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments. A Faithful Version Copyright © 2007, 2009, 2010, 2011 York Publishing Company Post Office Box 1038 Hollister, California 95024-1038 All rights reserved. All Scripture may be freely quoted except for brief excerpts for review purposes, no part of this publication may be reproduced or used in any form or by any means--electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or information storage and retrieval systems, or use of hermeneutical conclusions of copyright owner. Bible Hub |