1The prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, for unknowing men.

2Lord, I heard thy praising, and I dreaded; Lord, it is thy work, in the middle of years, quicken thou it. In the middle of years, thou shalt make thyself known; when thou shalt be wroth, thou shalt have mind of mercy.

3God shall come from the south, and the Holy from the mount of Paran. The glory of him covered heavens, and the earth is full of his praising.

4The shining of him shall be as light; with horns in the hands of him. There the strength of him was hid,

5death shall go before his face; the devil shall go out before his feet.

6He stood, and meted the earth; he beheld, and unbound folks, and hills of the world were all-broken; the little hills of the world were bowed down, of the ways of his everlastingness.

7For wickedness I saw the tents of Ethiopia, the skins of the land of Midian shall be troubled.

8Lord, whether in floods thou art wroth, either in floods is thy strong vengeance, either in the sea is thine indignation? Which shalt ascend [or go] [up] on thine horses; and on thy four-horsed carts is salvation.

9Thou raising shalt raise thy bow, oaths to lineages which thou hast spoken; thou shalt part the floods of earth.

10Waters saw thee, and hills sorrowed, the gutter of waters passed; deepness gave his voice, highness raised his hands.

11The sun and moon stood in their dwelling place; in the light of thine arrows they shall go, in the shining of thy spear glistening.

12In gnashing thou shalt defoul earth, and in strong vengeance thou shalt astonish folks.

13Thou art gone out into health of thy people, into health with thy christ or thine anointed; thou hast smitten the head of the house of the unpious man, thou hast made naked the foundament till to the neck.

14Thou cursedest the sceptre, either power, of him, the head of his fighters, to men coming as whirlwind for to scatter me; thou heardest the joying withoutforth of them, as of him that devoureth a poor man in huddles.

15Thou madest a way in the sea to thine horses, in clay of many waters.

16I heard, and my womb is troubled altogether; my lips trembled altogether of the voice. Rot entered in[to] my bones, and sprang under me; that I rest again in the day of tribulation, and I shall go up to our people girded altogether.

17For the fig tree shall not flower, and burgeoning shall not be in vineyards; the work of [the] olive tree shall lie down, and fields shall not bring forth meat; a sheep shall be cut away from the fold, a drove shall not be in cratches.

18Forsooth I shall have joy in the Lord, and I shall make joy without-forth in God my Jesus or my salvation.

19God the Lord is my strength, and he shall put my feet as of harts; and [up] on mine high things, the over-comer shall lead forth me, singing in psalms.