Xabaquuq 3
1 Tanu waa salaaddii Xabaquuq, oo lagu luuqeeyo Shigyonood.
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
2 Rabbiyow, waxaan maqlay warkaagii, waanan cabsanayaa. Rabbiyow, shuqulkaaga soo noolee sannadaha dhexdooda, Sannadaha dhexdooda ogeysii, Oo markii aad cadhootid naxariis soo xusuuso.
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.
3 Ilaah wuxuu ka yimid Teemaan, Kii Quduuska ahaana wuxuu ka yimid Buur Faaraan. (Selaah) Sharaftiisii waxay ku fidday samooyinka, Oo dhulkiina waxaa ka buuxsamay ammaantiisii.
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.
4 Oo dhalaalkiisiina wuxuu ahaa sida nuurka, Wuxuuna lahaa iftiin gacantiisa ka soo baxaya. Oo waxaa halkaas ku qarsoonaa xooggiisa.
Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
5 Waxaa hortiisa socday belaayo, Oo waxaa daba socday xummad.
Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
6 Wuu istaagay, oo dhulkuu qiyaasay, Wax buu fiiriyey, oo quruumihii buu kala eryay. Kolkaasaa buurihii weligood ahaa kala firdheen, Oo kurihii daa'imiska ahaana way wada foororsadeen. Socodkiisuna wuxuu ahaa sidii waagii hore.
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.
7 Waxaan arkay teendhooyinkii reer Kushan oo dhib ku dhex jira. Daahyadii dalka reer Midyaanna way gariireen.
The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
8 Rabbigu ma wuxuu u cadhooday webiyaasha? Ma waxaad u xanaaqday webiyaasha Mase waxaad u cadhootay badda? Ma saas aawadeed baad u soo fuushay fardahaaga, Iyo gaadhifardoodyadaadii badbaadinta?
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?
9 Qaansadaadii daaha baad ka qaadday, Dhaartii aad qabiilooyinka ugu dhaaratayna waxay ahayd eray run ah. (Selaah) Dhulka waxaad ka dillaacisay webiyaal.
Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
10 Buurihii way ku arkeen, oo way cabsadeen. Biyaha xoogga lahuna way iska gudbeen, Moolkii codkiisuu ku hadlay, Gacmihiisiina kor buu u taagay.
The mountains see you and writhe. The tempest of waters sweeps by. The great deep sends forth its voice, and lifts up its hands.
11 Qorraxdii iyo dayaxiiba waxay istaageen rugtoodii, Markay fallaadhahaaga nuuraya lalayeen, Iyo markuu warankaaga dhalaalaya birbirqay.
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.
12 Dalkii xanaaq baad kula dhex socotay, Quruumihiina cadho baad ku tuntay.
In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
13 Waad u soo baxday inaad dadkaaga badbaadiso daraaddeed, Iyo inaad badbaadiso kaaga subkan. Reerka sharrowga madaxiisa waad dhaawacday. Aasaaskiina waad soo bandhigtay. (Selaah)
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)
14 Madaxii dagaalyahanyadiisa waxaad ku mudday ulihiisii, Waxay u yimaadeen sidii dabayl cirwareen ah inay i kala firdhiyaan daraaddeed. Rayrayntoodu waxay ahayd inay masaakiinta qarsoodi u dhammeeyaan.
You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
15 Fardahaagii waad kula tumatay baddii, Taasoo ahayd biyaha aad u badan oo iskor taallaysan.
You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
16 Anigu waan maqlay, kolkaasaan caloosha ka naxay, Oo codkii aawadiis ayaa bushimahaygu la qadhqadheen, Lafahaygiina way qudhmeen, oo meeshaydaan ku gariiray, Inaan iska nasto intaan sugayo maalinta dhibka Oo ay ciidammadu ku soo kici doonaan dadka.
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.
17 Waayo, in kastoo berduhu uusan ubxin, Ama aan midho ku oollin geedaha canabka ah, Oo hawsha saytuunka lagu khasaaro, Ama aan beeraha quud ka bixin, Oo adhigu xerada ka baabbo'o, Oo golahana aan xoolo lagu arag,
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,
18 Haddana Rabbiga waan ku rayrayn doonaa, Oo Ilaaha badbaadadayda ah waan ku farxi doonaa.
yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
19 Rabbiga Sayidka ah ayaa xoog ii ah, Cagahaygana wuxuu ka dhigaa sida cagaha deerada, Oo wuxuu igu socodsiin doonaa meelahayga sarsare. Tan waxaa lagu tiriyey madaxdii muusikaystayaasha, oo waxaa lagu qaadaa alaabtayda xadhkaha leh.
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.
