A Prayer of Habakkuk
1 This is a prayer of the prophet Habakkuk:
2 O Lord, I have heard of what you have done,
and I am filled with awe.
Now do again in our times
the great deeds you used to do.
Be merciful, even when you are angry.
3 God is coming again from Edom;
the holy God is coming from the hills of Paran.
His splendor covers the heavens,
and the earth is full of his praise.
4 He comes with the brightness of lightning;
light flashes from his hand,
there where his power is hidden.
5 He sends disease before him
and commands death to follow him.
6 When he stops, the earth shakes;
at his glance the nations tremble.
The eternal mountains are shattered;
the everlasting hills sink down,
the hills where he walked in ancient times.
7 I saw the people of Cushan afraid
and the people of Midian tremble.
8 Was it the rivers that made you angry, Lord?
Was it the sea that made you furious?
You rode upon the clouds;
the storm cloud was your chariot,
as you brought victory to your people.
9 You got ready to use your bow,
ready to shoot your arrows.
Your lightning split open the earth.
10 When the mountains saw you, they trembled;
water poured down from the skies.
The waters under the earth roared,
and their waves rose high.
11 At the flash of your speeding arrows
and the gleam of your shining spear,
the sun and the moon stood still.
12 You marched across the earth in anger;
in fury you trampled the nations.
13 You went out to save your people,
to save your chosen king.
You struck down the leader of the wicked
and completely destroyed his followers.
14 Your arrows pierced the commander of his army
when it came like a storm to scatter us,
gloating like those who secretly oppress the poor.
15 You trampled the sea with your horses,
and the mighty waters foamed.
16 I hear all this, and I tremble;
my lips quiver with fear.
My body goes limp,
and my feet stumble beneath me.
I will quietly wait for the time to come
when God will punish those who attack us.
17 Even though the fig trees have no fruit
and no grapes grow on the vines,
even though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no grain,
even though the sheep all die
and the cattle stalls are empty,
18 I will still be joyful and glad,
because the Lord God is my savior.
19 The Sovereign Lord gives me strength.
He makes me sure-footed as a deer
and keeps me safe on the mountains.
صلاة حبقوق
1 وأنشدَ حبَقوقُ النَّبـيُّ هذِهِ الصَّلاةَ:
2 يا ربُّ، سَمِعْتُ بِما عَمِلْتَ فَخِفْتُ،
أعِدْهُ في أيّامِنا وعَرِّفْ بهِ،
وفي غضَبِكَ اذْكُرْ رَحمَتَكَ.
3 اللهُ يَجيءُ مِن تيمانَ،
القُدُّوسُ مِنْ جبَلِ فارانَ.
غطَّى جَلالُهُ السَّماواتِ
وامْتَلأتِ الأرضُ مِنَ التَّهَلُّلِ لَه.
4 يجيءُ كلَمَعانِ البَرْقِ
ومِنْ يَدِهِ يَسطَعُ النُّورُ
وفيها تَستَتِرُ عِزَّتُهُ.
5 قُدَّامَ وجهِهِ يسيرُ الوَباء
ووراءَ قدَميهِ الموتُ.
6 يَقفُ فتَهتَزُّ الأرضُ،
ويَنظُرُ فتَرتَعِدُ الأُمَمُ.
تـتَحَطَّمُ جِبالُ الدَّهرِ
وتَنخَسِفُ تِلالُ الأزَلِ،
حَيثُ سارَ في قديمِ الزَّمنِ.
7 رَأيتُ البَلاءَ في خيامِ كُوشَ
والاضْطِرابَ في مَساكِنِ مِديانَ.
8 أعَلى الأنهارِ يَحتَدُّ غضَبُكَ؟
أعَلى البحارِ غَيظُكَ يا ربُّ؟
حينَ ركِبْتَ خَيلَكَ يا ربُّ
ومَركباتِكَ المُنتَصِرةَ
9 وشدَدْتَ قَوسَكَ شَدًّا
وسَدَّدْتَ سِهامَكَ
شَقَّتْ بُروقُكَ الأرضَ يا ربُّ
10 وانحَلَّتِ الجِبالُ لِرُؤْياكَ.
المياهُ انهَمَرَت وطَمَت
والغَمْرُ أطلَقَ صوتَهُ
وارْتَفَعَت أمواجُهُ إلى العَلاءِ.
11 الشَّمسُ والقمرُ في بُرجَيهِما
وقفا لِتَطايُرِ سِهامِكَ
وضياءِ بَريقِ رُمحِكَ.
12 وَطِئْتَ الأرضَ بِسُخْطٍ،
وبِــغضَبٍ دعَسْتَ الأُمَمَ.
13 خرَجْتَ لِخلاصِ شعبِكَ،
لِخَلاصِ المَلِكِ مَسيحِكَ،
فهَدَمْتَ دعامَةَ بَيتِ الشِّرِّيرِ
وعَرَّيتَ أساسَهُ إلى الصَّخرِ.
14 طَعَنْتَ بِرِماحِكَ رُؤُوسَ قادتِهِ
حينَ جاؤُوا كالزَّوبَعةِ لِتَشتيتِنا
كمَنْ يَغدُرُ بِالمِسكينِ في الخِفيَةِ.
15 دُسْتَ البحرَ يا ربُّ بِـخَيلِكَ
ورُكامَ المياهِ الغزيرَةِ.
16 سَمِعْتُ هذا فخَفَقَت أحشائي
ورجَفَت شفَتايَ عِندَ سَماعِهِ.
عِظامي دخَلَها النَّخرُ،
ورجَفَت قدَمايَ تَحتي.
بِهُدوءٍ أنتَظِرُ يومَ الضِّيقِ
ليَحِلَّ بِالمُعتَدينَ علَينا.
17 لو أثمرَ التِّينُ أو لم يُثمِرْ
ولا أخرَجَتِ الكُرومُ عنَبا،
لو حمَلَ الزَّيتونُ أو لم يَحمِلْ
ولا أعطَتِ الحُقولُ طَعاما،
لو ماتَ الغنَمُ أو لم يَمُتْ في الحظيرةِ
وخَلتِ المَذاوِدُ مِنَ البقَرِ،
18 لَبَقيتُ أغتَبِطُ بِالرّبِّ
وأبتَهِـجُ بِاللهِ مُخَلِّصي.
19 الرّبُّ الإلهُ قُوَّتي
يجعَلُني ثابِتَ القدَمِ كالوَعْلِ
ويحفَظُني آمِنا في الأعالي.