Habakuk 1
1 Proroštvo koje vidje prorok Habakuk.
The message seen by the prophet Habakkuk.
2 Dokle ću, Jahve, zapomagati, a da ti ne čuješ? Vikati k tebi “Nasilje!” a da ti ne spasiš?
How long, Lord, have I cried out and without you hearing me! I cry to you, “Violence!” but you do not help.
3 Zašto mi nepravdu iznosiš pred oči, zašto gledaš ugnjetavanje? Pljačka je i nasilje preda mnom. Raspra je, razmirica bjesni!
Why do you make me look upon wickedness and behold trouble? Destruction and violence are before my eyes, and fighting and quarrelling.
4 Zakon je izgubio snagu, a pravda se ni načas ne pomalja. Da, zlikovac progoni pravednika, pravo je stoga izopačeno.
Therefore the law is weak, and justice is never rendered; for the wicked surround the righteous, so that justice is perverted.
5 Obazrite se na narode, pogledajte, čudite se, zapanjite! Jer u vaše dane činim djelo u koje ne biste vjerovali da vam ga tko ispriča.
Look at the nations, look well, be shocked and amazed. For I am about to do a work in your days; you will not believe it when it is told.
6 Da! Evo dižem Kaldejce, narod divlji i naprasit što nadire širom zemlje da obitavališta otme tuđa.
For I am about to raise up the Chaldeans, a nation grim and quick of action who sweep over the whole breadth of the earth to seize dwellings not their own.
7 On je strašan i jezovit, od njega samog izlazi njegovo pravo i njegov ponos.
They bring fear and terror. They write their own rules.
8 Konji su mu brži od leoparda, hitriji od vukova uvečer; jahači mu poskakuju, stižu izdaleka, ustremljeni k'o orlovi da plijen proždru.
Their horses are swifter than leopards, quicker than wolves hunting at dusk. From afar they come swooping down, like an eagle attacking its prey.
9 Svi će doći rad' grabeža, lica im žegu k'o istočni vjetar, grabe roblje kao pijesak!
They all come to do violence, a horde like a desert wind, they gather up captives like sand.
10 Taj se narod kraljevima ruga, podsmjehuje knezovima, poigrava se svim utvrdama, nasipa zemlju i zauzima ih.
At kings they scoff, and princes are sport to them. They laugh at every fortress, and heap up earth to take it.
11 Tad se k'o vjetar okrenu i ode, zlikovac komu je snaga bog postala.
Then they sweep on like the wind, Their strength is their god.
12 Nisi li od davnih vremena, Jahve, Bože moj, Sveče moj? Ti koji ne umireš! Ti si, Jahve podigao ovaj narod radi pravde, postavio ga, Stijeno, da kažnjava.
Are you not eternal, Lord, my holy one, who does not die? Lord you have appointed them to execute judgment, my rock, you have established them to punish.
13 Prečiste su tvoje oči da bi zloću gledale. Ti ne možeš motriti tlačenja. Zašto gledaš vjerolomce, šutiš kad zlikovac ništi pravednijeg od sebe?
Your eyes are too pure to look at evil, you cannot condone iniquity. So why do you regard the treacherous in silence, while the wicked swallows the upright?
14 Postupaš s ljudima k'o s morskim ribama, k'o s gmazovima što nemaju gospodara!
You have made people like the fish of the sea, like reptiles that have no ruler.
15 On ih sve lovi na udicu, izvlači ih mrežom, pređom ih skuplja i tako se raduje i likuje.
The wicked sweep them all into their nets, and gather them into their drag-nets, and rejoice and celebrate.
16 Stog žrtvuje mreži svojoj, pali tamjan svojoj pređi jer mu pribavljaju zalogaj slastan, hranu pretilu.
Therefore they sacrifice to their net, and burn offerings to their drag-net; for by their nets are their portions generous, and their food is rich.
17 Valja li, dakle, da neprestano poteže mač i kolje narod nemilice?
Will they empty their nets continually, slaughter nations unpityingly?
