God’s People Saved

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

2LORD, I have heard [b]the report about You, and [c]I was afraid.

LORD, revive Your work in the midst of the years,

In the midst of the years make it known.

In anger remember [d]mercy.

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 radiance is like the sunlight;

He has rays flashing from His hand,

And the hiding of His might is there.

5Before Him goes plague,

And plague comes forth [e]after Him.

6He stood and caused the earth to shudder;

He looked and caused the nations to jump.

Yes, the everlasting mountains were shattered,

The ancient hills [f]collapsed.

His paths are everlasting.

7I saw the tents of Cushan under distress,

The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.

8Did the LORD rage against the rivers,

Or was Your anger against the rivers,

Or was Your rage against the sea,

That You rode on Your horses,

On Your chariots of salvation?

9You removed Your bow from its holder,

The arrows of Your word were [g]sworn. Selah

You divided the earth with rivers.

10The mountains saw You and quaked;

The downpour of waters swept by.

The deep raised 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 radiance of Your flashing spear.

12In indignation You marched through the earth;

In anger You [h]trampled the nations.

13You went forth for the salvation of Your people,

For the salvation of Your anointed.

You smashed the head of the house of evil

To uncover him from [i]foot to neck. Selah

14You pierced with his own [j]arrows

The head of his [k]leaders.

They stormed in to scatter [l]us;

Their arrogance was like those

Who devour the oppressed in secret.

15You trampled on the sea with Your horses,

On the foam of many waters.

16I heard, and my [m]inner parts trembled;

At the sound, my lips quivered.

Decay enters my bones,

And in my place I tremble;

Because I [n]must wait quietly for the day of distress,

[o]For the people to arise who will attack us.

17Even if the fig tree does not blossom,

And there is no [p]fruit on the vines,

If the yield of the olive fails,

And the fields produce no food,

Even if the flock disappears from the fold,

And there are no cattle in the stalls,

18Yet I will triumph in the LORD,

I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.

19The Lord [q]GOD is my strength,

And He has made my feet like deer’s feet,

And has me walk on my high places.

For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.