Habakkuk 3 NKJV/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, on Shigionoth. 1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet. On "shigionoth".
2 O Lord, I have heard your speech and was afraid; O Lord, revive Your work in the midst of the years! In the midst of the years make it known; In wrath remember mercy. 2 LORD, I have heard of your fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, O LORD. Renew them in our day, in our time make them known; in wrath remember mercy.
3 God came from Teman, The Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah His glory covered the heavens, And the earth was full of His praise. 3 God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. "Selah" His glory covered the heavens and his praise filled the earth.
4 His brightness was like the light; He had rays flashing from His hand, And there His power was hidden. 4 His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from his hand, where his power was hidden.
5 Before Him went pestilence, And fever followed at His feet. 5 Plague went before him; pestilence followed his steps.
6 He stood and measured the earth; He looked and startled the nations. And the everlasting mountains were scattered, The perpetual hills bowed. His ways are everlasting. 6 He stood, and shook the earth; he looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains crumbled and the age-old hills collapsed. His ways are eternal.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian trembled. 7 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress, the dwellings of Midian in anguish.
8 O Lord, were You displeased with the rivers, Was Your anger against the rivers, Was Your wrath against the sea, That You rode on Your horses, Your chariots of salvation? 8 Were you angry with the rivers, O LORD? Was your wrath against the streams? Did you rage against the sea when you rode with your horses and your victorious chariots?
9 Your bow was made quite ready; Oaths were sworn over Your arrows. Selah You divided the earth with rivers. 9 You uncovered your bow, you called for many arrows. "Selah" You split the earth with rivers;
10 The mountains saw You and trembled; The overflowing of the water passed by. The deep uttered its voice, And lifted its hands on high. 10 the mountains saw you and writhed. Torrents of water swept by; the deep roared and lifted its waves on high.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation; At the light of Your arrows they went, At the shining of Your glittering spear. 11 Sun and moon stood still in the heavens at the glint of your flying arrows, at the lightning of your flashing spear.
12 You marched through the land in indignation; You trampled the nations in anger. 12 In wrath you strode through the earth and in anger you threshed the nations.
13 You went forth for the salvation of Your people, For salvation with Your Anointed. You struck the head from the house of the wicked, By laying bare from foundation to neck. Selah 13 You came out to deliver your people, to save your anointed one. You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness, you stripped him from head to foot. "Selah"
14 You thrust through with his own arrows The head of his villages. They came out like a whirlwind to scatter me; Their rejoicing was like feasting on the poor in secret. 14 With his own spear you pierced his head when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though about to devour the wretched who were in hiding.
15 You walked through the sea with Your horses, Through the heap of great waters. 15 You trampled the sea with your horses, churning the great waters.
16 When I heard, my body trembled; My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness entered my bones; And I trembled in myself, That I might rest in the day of trouble. When he comes up to the people, He will invade them with his troops. 16 I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us.
17 Though the fig tree may not blossom, Nor fruit be on the vines; Though the labor of the olive may fail, And the fields yield no food; Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, And there be no herd in the stalls-- 17 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
18 Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. 18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer's feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills. To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments. 19 The Sovereign LORD is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to go on the heights. For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.