Chapter 3

A Prayer of habacuc, the prophet, for ignorances.

O Lord, I have heard thy hearing, and was afraid.

God will come from the south, and the holy one from Mount Pharan:

His brightness shall be as the light: horns are in his hands:

He stood and measured the earth.

I saw the tents of Ethiopia for their iniquity, the curtains of the land of Madian shall be troubled.

Wast thou angry, O Lord, with the rivers? or was thy wrath upon the rivers? or thy indignation in the sea?

Thou wilt surely take up thy bow: according to the oaths which thou hast spoken to the tribes.

The mountains saw thee, and were grieved: the great body of waters passed away.

The sun and the moon stood still in their habitation, in the light of thy arrows, they shall go in the brightness of thy glittering spear.

In thy anger thou wilt tread the earth under foot: in thy wrath thou wilt astonish the nations.

Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people: for salvation with thy Christ.

Thou hast cursed his sceptres, the head of his warriors, them that came out as a whirlwind to scatter me.

Thou madest a way in the sea for thy horses, in the mud of many waters.

I have heard, and my bowels were troubled: my lips trembled at the voice.

For the fig-tree shall not blossom: and there shall be no spring in the vines. The labour of the olive-tree shall fail: and the fields shall yield no food: the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls.

But I will rejoice in the Lord: and I will joy in God, my Jesus.

The Lord God is my strength: and he will make my feet like the feet of harts: and he the conqueror will lead me upon my high places singing psalms.