1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, put to Shigionoth.

2 O Lord, word of you has come to my ears; I have seen your work, O Lord; when the years come near make it clear; in wrath keep mercy in mind.

3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. The heavens were covered with his glory, and the earth was full of his praise.

4 He was shining like the light; he had rays coming out from his hand: there his power was kept secret.

5 Before him went disease, and flames went out at his feet.

6 From his high place he sent shaking on the earth; he saw and nations were suddenly moved: and the eternal mountains were broken, the unchanging hills were bent down; his ways are eternal.

7 The curtains of Cushan were troubled, and the tents of Midian were shaking.

8 Was your wrath burning against the rivers? were you angry with the sea, that you went on your horses, on your war-carriages of salvation?

9 Your bow was quite uncovered. Selah. By you the earth was cut through with rivers.

10 The mountains saw you and were moved with fear; the clouds were streaming with water: the voice of the deep was sounding; the sun did not come up, and the moon kept still in her place.

11 At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.

12 You went stepping through the land in wrath, crushing the nations in your passion.

13 You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of the one on whom your holy oil was put; wounding the head of the family of the evil-doer, uncovering the base even to the neck. Selah.

14 You have put your spears through his head, his horsemen were sent in flight like dry stems; they had joy in driving away the poor, in making a meal of them secretly.

15 The feet of your horses were on the sea, on the mass of great waters.

16 Hearing it, my inner parts were moved, and my lips were shaking at the sound; my bones became feeble, and my steps were uncertain under me: I gave sounds of grief in the day of trouble, when his forces came up against the people in bands.

17 For though the fig-tree has no flowers, and there is no fruit on the vine, and work on the olive comes to nothing, and the fields give no food; and the flock is cut off from its resting-place, and there is no herd in the cattle-house:

18 Still, I will be glad in the Lord, my joy will be in the God of my salvation.

19 The Lord God is my strength, and he makes my feet like roes' feet, guiding me on my high places. For the chief music-maker on corded instruments.

1 哈巴谷先知的祷告， 配激动的音调。

2 耶和华啊！ 我听见你的声音， 惧怕你的作为； 求你在这些年间复兴， 在这些年间彰显， 发怒的时候以怜悯为怀。

3 神由提幔而来， 圣者从巴兰山临到。（细拉）他的荣光弥漫穹苍， 赞美他的声音响彻寰宇。

4 他的辉煌如光， 手中四射光芒， 就在其中隐藏着能力。

5 瘟疫在他面前行走， 灾病在他脚下发出。

6 他站立， 震撼全地； 他观看， 惊散列国。永在的山崩裂， 长存的岭塌陷； 他的道路存到永远。

7 我看见古珊的帐棚遭难， 米甸地的帐幕惊惶。

8 耶和华啊！ 你骑上你的马， 乘驾得胜的战车， 难道是向江河发怒？是向海洋泄愤？

9 你的弓显露， 你的箭上弦。（原文意义不明， 这句参考RSV,JB等译本翻译）（细拉）你裂开大地为江河。

10 诸山见你而颤抖， 众水暴流而过； 深渊发声， 举手高扬。

11 日月停在本位， 你的箭发射如光； 你的矛闪烁辉耀。

12 你激愤践踏全地， 你怀怒打碎列国。

13 你出来救拔子民， 拯救你所膏立的。你击打恶人的房顶， 使根基全然显露（原文作"直到颈项"， 这是闪族语言惯用语， 意即"到了极点"﹝参赛8:8； 诗75:5﹞； 另一可能是"大石"、"磐石"的意思）。（细拉）

14 你用他的枪， 刺透他战士的头。他们来如暴风， 把我们驱散。他们的喜好， 是暗中吞噬穷人。

15 你乘马驰骋海上， 大水汹涌翻腾。

16 我一听见， 就全身发抖； 因这声音， 我嘴唇震颤。腐烂侵蚀我骨， 我在站立之地战兢。我静候灾难之日， 犯境的民上来。

17 无花果树纵不发芽， 葡萄树不结果， 橄榄树无所出， 田里无收成， 圈内没有羊， 棚里也没有牛，

18 我却要因耶和华欢喜， 以救我的 神为乐。

19 主耶和华是我的力量， 他使我的脚快如母鹿的蹄， 在高地上行走。交诗班长， 用丝弦的乐器伴奏。