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صَلَاةٌ لِحَبَقُّوقَ ٱلنَّبِيِّ عَلَى ٱلشَّجَوِيَّةِ: ١ 1
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
يَارَبُّ، قَدْ سَمِعْتُ خَبَرَكَ فَجَزِعْتُ. يَارَبُّ، عَمَلَكَ فِي وَسَطِ ٱلسِّنِينَ أَحْيِهِ. فِي وَسَطِ ٱلسِّنِينَ عَرِّفْ. فِي ٱلْغَضَبِ ٱذْكُرِ ٱلرَّحْمَةَ. ٢ 2
I have heard, Lord, of your fame, I have seen, Lord, your work; through the years you have make yourself known, in wrath you remember mercy.
ٱللهُ جَاءَ مِنْ تِيمَانَ، وَٱلْقُدُّوسُ مِنْ جَبَلِ فَارَانَ. سِلَاهْ. جَلَالُهُ غَطَّى ٱلسَّمَاوَاتِ، وَٱلْأَرْضُ ٱمْتَلَأَتْ مِنْ تَسْبِيحِهِ. ٣ 3
God comes from Teman, and the Holy One from the mountain-land of Paran. (Selah) His glory covers the heavens, and his splendour fills the earth.
وَكَانَ لَمَعَانٌ كَٱلنُّورِ. لَهُ مِنْ يَدِهِ شُعَاعٌ، وَهُنَاكَ ٱسْتِتَارُ قُدْرَتِهِ. ٤ 4
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
قُدَّامَهُ ذَهَبَ ٱلْوَبَأُ، وَعِنْدَ رِجْلَيْهِ خَرَجَتِ ٱلْحُمَّى. ٥ 5
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
وَقَفَ وَقَاسَ ٱلْأَرْضَ. نَظَرَ فَرَجَفَ ٱلْأُمَمُ وَدُكَّتِ ٱلْجِبَالُ ٱلدَّهْرِيَّةُ وَخَسَفَتْ آكَامُ ٱلْقِدَمِ. مَسَالِكُ ٱلْأَزَلِ لَهُ. ٦ 6
He stands, and the earth trembles, he looks, and the nations melt away, and the mountains of old are scattered, the everlasting hills bow down. These are his ways from of old.
رَأَيْتُ خِيَامَ كُوشَانَ تَحْتَ بَلِيَّةٍ. رَجَفَتْ شُقَقُ أَرْضِ مِدْيَانَ. ٧ 7
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
هَلْ عَلَى ٱلْأَنْهَارِ حَمِيَ يَارَبُّ؟ هَلْ عَلَى ٱلْأَنْهَارِ غَضَبُكَ؟ أَوْ عَلَى ٱلْبَحْرِ سَخَطُكَ حَتَّى إِنَّكَ رَكِبْتَ خَيْلَكَ، مَرْكَبَاتِكَ مَرْكَبَاتِ ٱلْخَلَاصِ؟ ٨ 8
Is your wrath, Lord, with the rivers? Is your anger against the streams? Or your rage against the sea? Is that why you ride on your war-steeds? Why you mount your chariots of victory?
عُرِّيَتْ قَوْسُكَ تَعْرِيَةً. سُبَاعِيَّاتُ سِهَامٍ كَلِمَتُكَ. سِلَاهْ. شَقَّقْتَ ٱلْأَرْضَ أَنْهَارًا. ٩ 9
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
أَبْصَرَتْكَ فَفَزِعَتِ ٱلْجِبَالُ. سَيْلُ ٱلْمِيَاهِ طَمَا. أَعْطَتِ ٱللُّجَّةُ صَوْتَهَا. رَفَعَتْ يَدَيْهَا إِلَى ٱلْعَلَاءِ. ١٠ 10
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
اَلشَّمْسُ وَٱلْقَمَرُ وَقَفَا فِي بُرُوجِهِمَا لِنُورِ سِهَامِكَ ٱلطَّائِرَةِ، لِلَمَعَانِ بَرْقِ مَجْدِكَ. ١١ 11
The sun forgets to rise. The moon stands still in its place. Your arrows go forth to give light. Your glittering spear is as lightning.
بِغَضَبٍ خَطَرْتَ فِي ٱلْأَرْضِ، بِسَخَطٍ دُسْتَ ٱلْأُمَمَ. ١٢ 12
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
خَرَجْتَ لِخَلَاصِ شَعْبِكَ، لِخَلَاصِ مَسِيحِكَ. سَحَقْتَ رَأْسَ بَيْتِ ٱلشِّرِّيرِ مُعَرِّيًا ٱلْأَسَاسَ حَتَّى ٱلْعُنُقِ. سِلَاهْ. ١٣ 13
You go forth to save your people. You go to help your anointed. You crush the head of the wicked nation, laying him bare from thigh to neck. (Selah)
ثَقَبْتَ بِسِهَامِهِ رَأْسَ قَبَائِلِهِ. عَصَفُوا لِتَشْتِيتِي. ٱبْتِهَاجُهُمْ كَمَا لِأَكْلِ ٱلْمِسْكِينِ فِي ٱلْخُفْيَةِ. ١٤ 14
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
سَلَكْتَ ٱلْبَحْرَ بِخَيْلِكَ، كُوَمَ ٱلْمِيَاهِ ٱلْكَثِيرَةِ. ١٥ 15
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
سَمِعْتُ فَٱرْتَعَدَتْ أَحْشَائِي. مِنَ ٱلصَّوْتِ رَجَفَتْ شَفَتَايَ. دَخَلَ ٱلنَّخْرُ فِي عِظَامِي، وَٱرْتَعَدْتُ فِي مَكَانِي لِأَسْتَرِيحَ فِي يَوْمِ ٱلضِّيقِ، عِنْدَ صُعُودِ ٱلشَّعْبِ ٱلَّذِي يَزْحَمُنَا. ١٦ 16
I hear, and my body trembles, and at the sound my lips quiver. My bones begin to decay, and my footsteps totter beneath me, while I long for the day of distress to come upon those who attack us.
فَمَعَ أَنَّهُ لَا يُزْهِرُ ٱلتِّينُ، وَلَا يَكُونُ حَمْلٌ فِي ٱلْكُرُومِ. يَكْذِبُ عَمَلُ ٱلزَّيْتُونَةِ، وَٱلْحُقُولُ لَا تَصْنَعُ طَعَامًا. يَنْقَطِعُ ٱلْغَنَمُ مِنَ ٱلْحَظِيرَةِ، وَلَا بَقَرَ فِي ٱلْمَذَاوِدِ، ١٧ 17
Though the fig tree bears no fruit, and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive harvest fails, and the fields produce no food, though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
فَإِنِّي أَبْتَهِجُ بِٱلرَّبِّ وَأَفْرَحُ بِإِلَهِ خَلَاصِي. ١٨ 18
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
اَلرَّبُّ ٱلسَّيِّدُ قُوَّتِي، وَيَجْعَلُ قَدَمَيَّ كَٱلْأَيَائِلِ، وَيُمَشِّينِي عَلَى مُرْتَفَعَاتِي. لِرَئِيسِ ٱلْمُغَنِّينَ عَلَى آلَاتِي ذَوَاتِ ٱلْأَوْتَارِ. ١٩ 19
The Lord God is my strength; he makes my feet as sure as the feet of deer, and causes me to walk on the heights! To the music director: Use stringed instruments.

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