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Habakkuk's Third Prayer
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# Chapter 3
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1. A prayer of the prophet Habakkuk. According to <em>Shigionoth</em>.
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Lord, I have heard the report about you;
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Lord, I stand in awe of your deeds.
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Revive your work in these years;
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make it known in these years.
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In your wrath remember mercy!
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3. God comes from Teman,
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the Holy One from Mount Paran.Selah
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His splendor covers the heavens,
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and the earth is full of his praise.
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4. His brilliance is like light;
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rays are flashing from his hand.
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This is where his power is hidden.
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5. Plague goes before him,
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and pestilence follows in his steps.
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6. He stands and shakes the earth;
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he looks and startles the nations.
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The age-old mountains break apart;
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the ancient hills sink down.
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His pathways are ancient.
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7. I see the tents of Cushan in distress;
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the tent curtains of the land of Midian tremble.
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8. Are you angry at the rivers,
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Lord?
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Is your wrath against the rivers?
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Or is your fury against the sea
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when you ride on your horses,
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your victorious chariot?
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9. You took the sheath from your bow;
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the arrows are ready to be used with an oath.Selah
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You split the earth with rivers.
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10. The mountains see you and shudder;
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a downpour of water sweeps by.
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The deep roars with its voice
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and lifts its waves high.
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11. Sun and moon stand still in their lofty residence,
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at the flash of your flying arrows,
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at the brightness of your shining spear.
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12. You march across the earth with indignation;
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you trample down the nations in wrath.
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13. You come out to save your people,
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to save your anointed.
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You crush the leader of the house of the wicked
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and strip him from foot to neck.Selah
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14. You pierce his head
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with his own spears;
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his warriors storm out to scatter us,
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gloating as if ready to secretly devour the weak.
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15. You tread the sea with your horses,
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stirring up the vast water.
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Habakkuk's Confidence in God Expressed
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16. I heard, and I trembled within;
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my lips quivered at the sound.
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Rottenness entered my bones;
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I trembled where I stood.
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Now I must quietly wait for the day of distress
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to come against the people invading us.
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17. Though the fig tree does not bud
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and there is no fruit on the vines,
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though the olive crop fails
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and the fields produce no food,
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though the flocks disappear from the pen
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and there are no herds in the stalls,
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18. yet I will celebrate in the
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Lord;
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I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!
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19. The
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Lord my
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Lord is my strength;
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he makes my feet like those of a deer
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and enables me to walk on mountain heights!
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For the choir director: on stringed instruments.
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