1 ¶ A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, sung to the Lord.

2 O LORD, I have heard your word, and was afraid: O LORD, revive your work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years reveal it; but in your wrath remember mercy.

3 ¶ God comes from Teman, the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His splendor covers the heavens, and the earth is full of his glory.

4 His brightness is like the light of day; rays stream from his hands: where he hides his power.

5 Pestilence goes before him, and burning fever follows in his steps.

6 He stands, and measures the earth: he looks, and shakes the nations; the age-old mountains crumble, and the ancient hills sink down: his ways are everlasting.

7 I saw the tents of Cushan in distress: and the curtains in the land of Midian shook.

8 Are you angry with the rivers LORD? were you furious with the rivers? was your wrath directed against the sea, when you rode before upon your horses and your chariots of deliverance?

9 Your bow was uncovered, with arrows set to the string, even your word. Selah. You divided the earth with rivers.

10 The mountains saw you, and they trembled: the raging waters swept on: the deep sea roars, and lifts its hands high.

11 The sun and moon stood still in their place: at the light of your arrows as they sped, and at the shining of your glittering spear.

12 You marched through the land in indignation, you threshed the heathen in your anger.

13 You have come for the salvation of your people, even for the victory of your anointed one; you crush the head of the house of wickedness, laying him bare from foot to neck. Selah.

14 You pierce his head with his own spears: his warriors come out like a whirlwind to scatter us: gloating like those who devour the poor in secret.

15 You have walked through the sea with your horses, between the great heaps of water.

16 ¶ When I heard of it, I trembled within; my lips quivered at the sound: my bones became limp, and my knees shook. I will wait patiently for the day of distress, that will come against the people whose troops invade us.

17 Though the fig tree has no blossoms, and there is no fruit on the vines; though the olive tree fails to produce, and the fields yield no food; though the flock is gone from the fold, and there are no cattle in the stalls:

18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will delight in the God of my salvation.

19 The LORD God is my strength, he will make my feet like the feet of a deer, and he will make me leap along on the heights.