Yet I Will Exult in Yahweh
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to Shigionoth.
2 O Yahweh, I have aheard the report about You, and I bfear.
O Yahweh, crevive dYour work in the midst of the years;
In the midst of the years make it known;
In rage remember ecompassion.
3 God comes from aTeman,
And the Holy One from Mount bParan. Selah.
His csplendor covers the heavens,
And the dearth is full of His praise.
4 His abrightness is like the sunlight;
He has rays flashing from His hand,
And there is the hiding of His bstrength.
5 Before Him goes apestilence,
And bplague comes after Him.
6 He stood and measured out the earth;
He looked and astartled the nations.
So the perpetual mountains were shattered;
The ancient hills collapsed.
His ways are beverlasting.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan under awickedness;
The tent curtains of the land of bMidian were trembling.
8 Did Yahweh’s fury burn 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;
Rods were sworn unto battle by word. Selah.
You bsplit the earth with rivers.
10 The mountains saw You and writhed;
The downpour of waters passed by.
The deep agave forth its voice;
It lifted high its hands.
11 aSun and moon stood in their lofty places;
They went away at the blight of Your arrows,
At the brightness of Your flashing spear.
12 In indignation You amarched through the earth;
In anger You btrampled the nations.
13 You went forth for the asalvation of Your people,
For salvation with Your banointed.
You crushed the chead of the house of the wicked
To lay him bare from thigh to neck. Selah.
14 You pierced with his aown sharpened rods
The head of his throngs.
They bstormed in to scatter us;
Their exultation was like those
Who cdevour the afflicted in secret.
15 You atread on the sea with Your horses,
On the bsurge of many waters.
16 I heard, and my inward parts atrembled;
At the sound my lips tingled.
Decay enters my bbones,
And in my place I tremble.
Because I must cwait quietly for the day of distress,
For the dpeople to arise who will invade us.
17 Though the afig tree should not blossom
And there be no produce on the vines,
Though the yield of the bolive should fail
And the fields yield 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 Yahweh;
I will brejoice in the cGod of my salvation.
19 Yahweh, the Lord, is my astrength,
And bHe has set my feet like hinds’ feet
And makes me tread on my chigh places.
For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.