Habakkuk 3
1 A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to the Shigionoth.
O KA pule a Habakuka, ke kaula, me ka mele lanakila.
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.
E Iehova, ua lohe au i ka mea au i olelo ai, a weliweli iho la au: E Iehova, e hoala hou mai oe i kau hana iwaena o na makahiki, Iwaena o na makahiki e hoike mai; Iloko o ka huhu, e hoomanao mai oe i ke aloha.
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.
O ke Akua ka i hele mai, mai Temana mai, A o ka Mea Hemolele mai ka mauna o Parana mai. (Sila) Uhi mai kona nani i ka lani, A ua piha ka honua i kona hoolea.
4 Before him it is like the light, rays he has at his side, where his power is hidden.
O kona olinolino ua like me ka la, Mai kona lima mai na kukuna malamalama, A malaila ka huna ana o kona mana.
5 Before him pestilence stalks, after him plague follows.
Imua ona i hele aku ai ke ahulau, A o ka make wela i hele aku ma kona mau wawae.
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.
Ku ae la ia, a ana aku la i ka honua, Nana ae la ia, a hoohaalulu i na lahuikanaka; Ua hooheleleiia na mauna kahiko, A ua hoohaahaaia na puu mau loa; Oia kona mau aoao i ka wa kahiko.
7 The tents of Cushan are afraid, the curtains of Midian tremble.
Ike aku la au i na halelewa o Kusana i ka popilikia: A haalulu na paku-halelewa o ka aina o Midiana.
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?
Ua huhu anei o Iehova i na muliwai? A ua ku e kou inaina i na kahawai? Ua maka e kou huhu i ke kai? I ka manawa au i holo ai maluna o kou mau lio, kou mau halekaa o ke ola?
9 Why you bare your bow? Why you fill your quiver with shafts? You split the earth with torrents.
Ua wehe loa ia kau kakaka, o na ihe ehiku, oia ka olelo. (Sila) Ua hoonahae oe i ka honua me na muliwai.
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.
Ike aku na mauna ia oe, haalulu iho la; A holo aku la ka wai nui, A hoopuka mai ka hohonu i kona leo, Hookiekie ae la ia i kona mau lima iluna.
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.
O ka la, o ka mahina, ku malie ma ko laua wahi: Ma ka malamalama o kou mau pua, hele aku la lakou, A ma ka wakawaka o kau ihe huali.
12 In rage you stride over the earth. In wrath you trample the nations.
Me ka inaina i hele aku oe mawaena o ka aina, Me ka huhu i hahi iho oe i na lahuikanaka,
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)
Ua hele aku oe e hoola i kou poe kanaka, E hoopakele i kou mea i poniia; Ua ulupa oe i ke poo o ka mea no ka ohana hewa, Ua hoike ae i ka hohonu, A hiki i ka a-i. (Sila)
14 You pierced his head with his spears, as his champions storm out to scatter us, as they rejoice to devour the poor secretly.
Ua o hou aku oe i ke poo o kona poe alii, me kana mau ihe, Holo mai lakou, me he ino la, e hoopuehu ia'u; O ko lakou olioli, ua like me ka olioli o ka luku ana i ka mea ilihune ma kahi malu.
15 You tread the sea with your horses, while the mighty waters roar.
Ua hele oe iwaena o ke kai me kou poe lio, Ma ke aleale o na wai nui.
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.
Lohe iho la au, a haalulu ko'u opu; Haalulu kuu lehelehe i ka leo; Komo mai ka popopo iloko o kou mau iwi, A haalulu au ma kuu wahi malalo; He oiaio, e hoomaha au i ka la o ka popilikia, A pii ku e mai na kanaka, e hoopilikia mai.
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,
I ka manawa e pua ole mai ai ka laau fiku, Aole hoi he hua ma na kumu waina; A e mae ka hua o ka laau oliva, Aole hoi e hua mai na kihapai i ka ai; A e okiia'ku ka poe hipa mai ka pahipa aku, Aole hoi he bipi maloko o na wahi hanai bipi;
18 yet I will exult in the Lord, and rejoice in the God who saves me.
E olioli no au iloko o Iehova, E hauoli no au iloko o ke Akua o kuu ola.
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.
O Iehova ka Haku, oia ko'u ikaika, A e hoohalike mai ia i ko'u wawae, me na wawae o na dia, A e hoohele no ia ia'u maluna o kuu mau wahi kiekie. Na ka luna mele ma na mea kani.
