1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet on Shigionoth.

2 O LORD, I have heard your speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive your work in the middle of the years, in the middle of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.

3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.

4 And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.

5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.

6 He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.

7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.

8 Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was your anger against the rivers? was your wrath against the sea, that you did ride on your horses and your chariots of salvation?

9 Your bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even your word. Selah. You did split the earth with rivers.

10 The mountains saw you, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.

11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of your arrows they went, and at the shining of your glittering spear.

12 You did march through the land in indignation, you did thresh the heathen in anger.

13 You went forth for the salvation of your people, even for salvation with your anointed; you wounded the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation to the neck. Selah.

14 You did strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.

15 You did walk through the sea with your horses, through the heap of great waters.

16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he comes up to the people, he will invade them with his troops.

17 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:

18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds'feet, and he will make me to walk on my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.

1 Oração do profeta Habacuque sobre Sigionote.

2 Ouvi, Senhor, a tua palavra, e temi; aviva, ó Senhor, a tua obra no meio dos anos, no meio dos anos faze-a conhecida; na tua ira lembra-te da misericórdia.

3 Deus veio de Temã, e do monte de Parã o Santo (Selá). A sua glória cobriu os céus, e a terra encheu-se do seu louvor.

4 E o resplendor se fez como a luz, raios brilhantes saíam da sua mão, e ali estava o esconderijo da sua força.

5 Adiante dele ia a peste, e brasas ardentes saíam dos seus passos.

6 Parou, e mediu a terra; olhou, e separou as nações; e os montes perpétuos foram esmiuçados; os outeiros eternos se abateram, porque os caminhos eternos lhe pertencem.

7 Vi as tendas de Cusã em aflição; tremiam as cortinas da terra de Midiã.

8 Acaso é contra os rios, Senhor, que estás irado? É contra os ribeiros a tua ira, ou contra o mar o teu furor, visto que andas montado sobre os teus cavalos, e nos teus carros de salvação?

9 Descoberto se movimentou o teu arco; os juramentos feitos às tribos foram uma palavra segura. (Selá. ) Tu fendeste a terra com rios.

10 Os montes te viram, e tremeram; a inundação das águas passou; o abismo deu a sua voz, levantou ao alto as suas mãos.

11 O sol e a lua pararam nas suas moradas; andaram à luz das tuas flechas, ao resplendor do relâmpago da tua lança.

12 Com indignação marchaste pela terra, com ira trilhaste os gentios.

13 Tu saíste para salvação do teu povo, para salvação do teu ungido; tu feriste a cabeça da casa do ímpio, descobrindo o alicerce até ao pescoço. (Selá.)

14 Tu traspassaste com as suas próprias lanças a cabeça das suas vilas; eles me acometeram tempestuosos para me espalharem; alegravam-se, como se estivessem para devorar o pobre em segredo.

15 Tu com os teus cavalos marchaste pelo mar, pela massa de grandes águas.

16 Ouvindo-o eu, o meu ventre se comoveu, à sua voz tremeram os meus lábios; entrou a podridão nos meus ossos, e estremeci dentro de mim; no dia da angústia descansarei, quando subir contra o povo que invadirá com suas tropas.

17 Porque ainda que a figueira não floresça, nem haja fruto na vide; ainda que decepcione o produto da oliveira, e os campos não produzam mantimento; ainda que as ovelhas da malhada sejam arrebatadas, e nos currais não haja gado;

18 Todavia eu me alegrarei no Senhor; exultarei no Deus da minha salvação.

19 O Senhor Deus é a minha força, e fará os meus pés como os das cervas, e me fará andar sobre as minhas alturas. (Para o cantor-mor sobre os meus instrumentos de corda).