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God’s Deliverance of His People
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to
1Shigionoth.
2 Loʀᴅ, I have
Aheard
1the report about You
and 2I
Bfear.
O Loʀᴅ,
Crevive
DYour work in the midst of the years,
In the midst of the years make it known;
In wrath remember
3Emercy.
And the Holy One from Mount
BParan. Selah.
His
Csplendor covers the heavens,
And the
Dearth is full of His praise.
4 His Aradiance is like the sunlight;
He has rays flashing from His hand,
And there is the hiding of His
Bpower.
5 Before Him goes
Apestilence,
And
Bplague comes
1after Him.
6 He stood and surveyed the earth;
He looked and
Astartled the nations.
Yes, the perpetual mountains were shattered,
The ancient hills
1collapsed.
His ways are
Beverlasting.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan under
Adistress,
The tent curtains of the land of
BMidian were trembling.
8 Did the Loʀᴅ rage against the
Arivers,
Or was Your anger against the rivers,
Or
was Your wrath against the
Bsea,
That You
Crode on Your horses,
On Your
Dchariots of salvation?
9 Your
Abow was made bare,
The rods of
1chastisement were sworn. Selah.
You
Bcleaved the earth with rivers.
10 The mountains saw You and quaked;
The downpour of waters swept by.
The deep
Auttered forth its voice,
It lifted high its hands.
11 ASun
and moon stood in their places;
They went away at the
Blight of Your arrows,
At the radiance of Your gleaming spear.
12 In indignation You
Amarched through the earth;
In anger You
1Btrampled the nations.
13 You went forth for the
Asalvation of Your people,
For the salvation of Your
Banointed.
You struck the
Chead of the house of the evil
To lay him open from
1thigh to neck. Selah.
14 You pierced with his
Aown
1spears
The head of his
2throngs.
They
Bstormed in to scatter
3us;
Their exultation was like those
Who
Cdevour the oppressed in secret.
15 You
Atrampled on the sea with Your horses,
On the
Bsurge of many waters.
16 I heard and my
1inward parts
Atrembled,
At the sound my lips quivered.
And in my place I tremble.
Because I must
Cwait quietly for the day of distress,
2For the
Dpeople to arise
who will invade us.
17 Though the
Afig tree should not blossom
And there be no
1fruit on the vines,
Though the yield of the
Bolive should fail
And the fields produce no food,
Though the
Cflock should be cut off from the fold
And there be
Dno cattle in the stalls,
18 Yet I will
Aexult in the Loʀᴅ,
I will
Brejoice in the
CGod of my salvation.
19 The Lord
1Goᴅ is my
Astrength,
And
BHe has made my feet like hinds’
feet, And makes me walk on my
Chigh places.
For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.