1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth. 2 O LORD, I have heard thy speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst 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 thine anger against the rivers? was thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation? 9 Thy bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even thy word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers. 10 The mountains saw thee, 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 thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear. 12 Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the heathen in anger. 13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, even for salvation with thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation unto the neck. Selah. 14 Thou didst 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 Thou didst walk through the sea with thine 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 cometh up unto 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 labour 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 upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.

1 'n Gebed van H bakuk, die profeet, op die wysie van Sjigjonot.

2 HERE, ek het die tyding aangaande U verneem, ek het gevrees! HERE, roep u werk in die lewe in die midde van die jare; in die midde van die jare laat dit bekend word. In toorn, dink aan ontferming.

3 God kom van Teman en die Heilige van die berg Paran. Sela. Sy majesteit bedek die hemel, en die aarde is vol van sy lof.

4 En glans soos sonlig is daar, ligstrale aan sy sy; en d r is die omhulsel van sy krag.

5 Voor Hom uit loop die pes, en 'n koorsgloed trek uit agter Hom aan.

6 Hy tree op en laat die aarde wankel, Hy kyk en laat nasies opskrik; verpletterd lê die ewige berge, en neergesink die ou, ou heuwels -- paaie van die ou tyd vir Hom.

7 Ek sien die tente van Kusan met onheil oordek, en die tentdoeke van die land M¡dian bewe.

8 Is dit teen riviere, o HERE, teen die riviere, dat u toorn ontvlam het? Of geld u grimmigheid die see dat U ry met u perde, u oorwinningswaens?

9 Heeltemal ontbloot is u boog; besweer is die pyle deur die woord. Sela. Tot riviere splyt U die aarde.

10 Die berge sien U en bewe van angs, 'n wolkbreuk storm verby, die wêreldvloed verhef sy stem, steek sy hande omhoog.

11 Die son, die maan bly in hulle woonplek by die lig van u pyle wat verbyskiet, by die glans van flikkerende spies.

12 In grimmigheid betree U die aarde, in toorn dors U die nasies.

13 U trek uit tot redding van u volk, tot redding van u Gesalfde. U verbrysel die kop van die huis van die goddelose en ontbloot die fondament tot by die nek. Sela.

14 U deurboor met sy eie pyle die hoof van sy leiers wat storm om my te verstrooi; wie se gejuig is asof hulle die ellendige in die skuilhoek wil verslind.

15 U betree die see met u perde, 'n hoop magtige waters.

16 Toe ek dit hoor, het my ingewande gebewe; my lippe het getril by die geluid, bederf het gekom in my gebeente, ja, ek het gebewe waar ek staan, omdat ek rustig moes wag op die dag van benoudheid dat dit aanbreek vir die volk wat op ons 'n aanval maak.

17 Alhoewel die vyeboom nie sal bloei en aan die wingerdstokke geen vrug sal wees nie, die drag van die olyfboom sal teleurstel en die saailande geen voedsel oplewer nie, die kleinvee uit die kraal verdwyn en geen beeste in die stalle sal wees nie --

18 nogtans sal ek jubel in die HERE, ek sal juig in die God van my heil.

19 Die HERE Here is my sterkte, en Hy maak my voete soos die van herte, en Hy laat my tree op my hoogtes. Vir die musiekleier op snaarinstrumente.