Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.
Pre se inge ma lal Habakkuk, mwet palu:
2 LORD, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, LORD. Renew your work in the middle of the years. In the middle of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.
O LEUM GOD, nga lohng tari ke pungom, Ac nga arulana fwefela ke orekma lom. Sifilpa oru in pacl lasr uh Orekma usrnguk ma kom tuh oru meet ah. Pakoten nu sesr, finne pacl kom kasrkusrak.
3 God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.
God El ac sifilpa tuku Edom me; God mutal El tuku liki eol srisrik lun Paran, Wolana lal afunla inkusrao, Ac faclu sessesla ke kaksakinyal.
4 His splendor is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.
El tuku wi kalmen sarom; Kalem sarmelik liki inpaol, Yen ku lal wikla we.
5 Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.
El supu mas upa uh in fahsr meet lukel, Ac sapkin tuh misa in fahsr tokol.
6 He stood, and shook the earth. He looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains were crumbled. The age-old hills collapsed. His ways are eternal.
Ke pacl se El tui, faclu kusrusr; Ke ngetang lal, mutunfacl uh rarrar. Fineol ma nuna oan oemeet me muliplipi, Ac eol srisrik su ac oan nwe tok tili, Aok eol srisrik yen El fahsr we in pacl oemeet ah.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.
Nga liye ke mwet Cushan elos sangeng, Ac ke mwet Midian elos rarrar.
8 Was the LORD displeased with the rivers? Was your anger against the rivers, or your wrath against the sea, that you rode on your horses, on your chariots of salvation?
LEUM GOD, ya infacl uh pa tuh oru kom kasrkusrakak ah? Ya meoa uh pa tuh oru kom foloyak ah? Kom kasrusr fin pukunyeng uh; Pukunyeng in paka uh pa chariot nutum Ke kom tuh use kutangla nu sin mwet lom.
9 You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. (Selah) You split the earth with rivers.
Kom akola in orekmakin mwe pisr nutum, Akola in pisrik sukan pisr nutum. Sarom lom foklalik faclu.
10 The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
Pacl se ke eol uh tuh liye kom, elos rarrar; Kof uh kahkla inkusrao me. Kof ye faclu ngirngir, Ac noa kaclos pisryak nwe lucng.
11 The sun and moon stood still in the sky at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.
Ke usren mui lun pisr nutum Ac saromla lun osra saromrom nutum Faht uh ac malem uh tui, tia mukuikui.
12 You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.
Kom fahsr sasla fin faclu ke kasrkusrak, Kom futfutungya facl puspis ke folo lom.
13 You went out for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of your anointed. You crushed the head of the land of wickedness. You stripped them head to foot. (Selah)
Kom illa in molela mwet lom, In molela tokosra lom su kom sulela. Kom uniya mwet kol lun mwet koluk Ac sukela mwet lal nukewa.
14 You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.
Mwe pisr nutum fakisya ac sasla ke mwet kol fulat lun un mwet mweun Ke elos tuku oana sie paka in liskutelik. Elos engnu oana mwet su akkeokye mwet sukasrup in lukma.
15 You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.
Horse nutum uh futungya inkof uh, Oru inkof uh wiawala.
16 I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
Nga lohng ma inge nukewa, ac nga rarrar; Ngoasrok rarak ke sangeng. Monuk ulla, Ac niuk tukulkul. Nga fah misla tupan pacl se Ke God El ac fah kalyei mwet ma mweuni kut uh.
17 For even though the fig tree does not flourish, nor fruit be in the vines, the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food, the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls,
Sak fig finne wangin fahko Ac wangin grape ke oa in grape uh, Sak olive finne tia fokla Ac ima uh finne tia isus fahko, Sheep nukewa finne misa Ac kalkal in cow uh pisala,
18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
Nga fah srakna insewowo ac engan Mweyen LEUM GOD El langoeyu.
19 GOD, the Lord, is my strength. He makes my feet like deer’s feet, and enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.
LEUM GOD Fulatlana El ase ku nu sik. El oru niuk in oakwuk oana soko deer, Ac karinginyu fineol uh.
