Habakkuk 3

Habakkuk’s Prayer

1 This is my prayer:
2 I know your reputation, Lord,
    and I am amazed
        at what you have done.
    Please turn from your anger
        and be merciful;
    do for us what you did
        for our ancestors.
3 You are the same Holy God
    who came from Teman
        and Paran to help us.
    The brightness of your glory
        covered the heavens,
    and your praises were heard
        everywhere on earth.
4 Your glory shone like the sun,
    and light flashed from your hands,
        hiding your mighty power.
5 Dreadful diseases and plagues
    marched in front
        and followed behind.
6 When you stopped,
        the earth shook;
    when you stared,
        nations trembled;
    when you walked
        along your ancient paths,
    eternal mountains and hills
        crumbled and collapsed.
7 The tents of desert tribes
    in Cushan and Midian
        were ripped apart.

8 Our Lord, were you angry
    with the monsters
        of the deep?
    You attacked in your chariot
        and wiped them out.
9 Your arrows were ready
        and obeyed your commands.

    You split the earth apart
        with rivers and streams;
10 mountains trembled
        at the sight of you;
    rain poured from the clouds;
        ocean waves roared and rose.
11 The sun and moon stood still,
     while your arrows and spears
        flashed like lightning.

12 In your furious anger,
        you trampled on nations
13 to rescue your people
        and save your chosen one.
    You crushed a nation’s ruler
    and stripped his evil kingdom
        of its power.
14 His troops had come like a storm,
     hoping to scatter us
        and glad to gobble us down.
    To them we were refugees
        in hiding—
    but you smashed their heads
        with their own weapons.
15 Then your chariots churned
        the waters of the sea.

Habakkuk’s Response to God’s Message

16 When I heard this message,
     I felt weak from fear,
          and my lips quivered.
     My bones seemed to melt,
          and I stumbled around.
     But I will patiently wait.
     Someday those vicious enemies
          will be struck by disaster.

Trust in a Time of Trouble

17 Fig trees may no longer bloom,
          or vineyards produce grapes;
     olive trees may be fruitless,
          and harvest time a failure;
     sheep pens may be empty,
          and cattle stalls vacant—
18 but I will still celebrate
     because the Lord God
          saves me.
19 The Lord gives me strength.
     He makes my feet as sure
          as those of a deer,
     and he helps me stand
          on the mountains.

     To the music director:
     Use stringed instruments.


The Contemporary English Version, c1995 by the American Bible Society.
Selected texts provided for use with the Amos: Hypertext Bible Commentary