Habakkuk 3:7; Habakkuk 3:16
I saw the tents of Cushan under distress, The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.
I heard and my inward parts trembled, At the sound my lips quivered. Decay enters my bones, And in my place I tremble. Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress, For the people to arise who will invade us.