Habakoka 3
1 Ny fivavak’ i Habakoka mpaminany. Araka ny Sigionota.
A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.
2 Jehovah ô, efa reko ny filazana Anao, ka raiki-tahotra aho; Jehovah ô, velomy ny asanao ao an-tenatenan’ ny taona, Ataovy fantatra ao an-tenatenan’ ny taona izany; Na dia tezitra aza Hianao, tsarovy ny indrafo.
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.
3 Tamy avy any Temana Andriamanitra, Dia ny iray Masìna avy any an-tendrombohitra Parana. (Sela) Manarona ny lanitra ny voninahiny, Ary manenika ny tany ny fiderana Azy.
God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. (Selah) His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.
4 Misy famirapiratana toy ny mazava, Ary misy tàna-masoandro avy eo amin’ ny tànany; Ary ao no fieren’ ny heriny.
His splendour is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.
5 Eo alohany no andehanan’ ny areti-mandringana, Ary areti-mandripaka no mivoaka avy eo aoriany.
Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.
6 Mijanona Izy ka manozongozona ny tany; Mijery Izy ka mampangovitra ny firenena, Ary torotoro ny tendrombohitra mandrakizay, Mietry ny havoana fahagola, Fanaony hatry ny fahagola ny Azy.
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.
7 Mahita ny lain’ i Kosana azom-pahoriana aho, Sady mipararetra ny ambain-dain’ ny tany Midiana.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.
8 Moa amin’ ny ony va no irehetan’ ny fahatezeran’ i Jehovah? Amin’ ny ony va no ahatezeranao, Na amin’ ny ranomasina va no ahasosoranao, No dia mitaingina ny soavalinao sy ny kalesim-pamonjenao Hianao?
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?
9 Nalan-tsarona ny tsipìkanao; Efa nianianana ny fikapohan’ ny teny. (Sela) Namakivaky ny tany Hianao mba hisy ony.
You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. (Selah) You split the earth with rivers.
10 Nahita Anao ny tendrombohitra ka toran-kovitra; Mirotsaka ny ranonorana mivatravatra, Mamoa-peo ny lalina Sady manangan-tanana ho amin’ ny avo.
The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.
11 Ny masoandro sy ny volana niditra teo amin’ ny fitoerany, Noho ny fahazavan’ ny zana-tsipìkanao mitsoriaka Sy ny fanelatselatry ny lefonao mamirapiratra.
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.
12 Amin’ ny fahatezeranao no anitsahanao ny tany; Amin’ ny fahaviniranao no anosihosenao ny firenena.
You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.
13 Mivoaka hamonjy ny olonao Hianao, dia hamonjy ny voahosotrao; Torotoroinao ny tapenaky ny tranon’ ny ratsy fanahy, Ka ahariharinao hatreo an-tenatenany ny fanorenany. (Sela)
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)
14 Ny lefony ihany no anaboroahanao ny lohan’ ireo miaramilany betsaka, Izay avy toy ny tadio hanely ahy, Sady mifaly handany mangingina ny ory izy.
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.
15 Mitety ny ranomasina amin’ ny soavalinao Hianao, Dia eny amin’ ny rano be miavovona.
You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.
16 Nony mandre aho, dia mandevilevy ny kiboko; Ny molotro mipararetra noho ny feo; Azon’ ny fahalòvana ny taolako, ary mangovitra aho; Fa tsy maintsy miandry ny andro fahoriana aho, Dia izay hiakaran’ ny mpanao andiany hamely ny olonao.
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.
17 Fa na dia tsy mamontsina aza ny aviavy, Ary tsy misy voany ny voaloboka, Na dia mahadiso fanantenana aza ny oliva, Ary tsy mahavokatra hohanina ny saha, Na dia vonoina aza ny ondry ao amin’ ny vala, Ary tsy misy omby ao am-pahitra,
For even though the fig tree doesn’t flourish, nor fruit be in the vines, the labour 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,
18 Nefa izaho dia mbola hifaly amin’ i Jehovah ihany Sy hiravoravo amin’ Andriamanitry ny famonjena ahy.
yet I will rejoice in the LORD. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
19 Jehovah Tompo no tanjako, Ary manao ny tongotro ho toy ny an’ ny dieravavy Izy Ka mampandeha ahy any amin’ ny havoanako. Ho an’ ny mpiventy hira. Hampiarahina amin’ ny valiha.
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.
