Habakkuk 3 - Amplified Bible(AMP)

God’s Salvation of His People

1A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to wild and enthusiastic music.

2¶O Lord, I have heard the report about You and I fear.

O Lord, revive Your work in the midst of the years,

In the midst of the years make it known;

In wrath remember compassion and love.

3¶God comes from Teman (Edom),

And the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah (

pause, and calmly think of that).

His splendor and majesty covers the heavens

And the earth is full of His praise.

4His brightness is like the sunlight;

He has rays flashing from His hand,

And there is the hiding place of His power.

5Before Him goes the pestilence,

And plague follows at His feet.

6He stood and measured the earth;

He looked and startled the nations,

Yes, the eternal mountains were shattered,

The ancient hills bowed low and collapsed.

His ways are eternal.

7I saw the tents of Cushan under distress;

The tent curtains of the land of Midian were trembling.

8¶Did the Lord rage against the rivers,

Or was Your anger against the rivers,

Or was Your wrath against the Sea,

That You rode on Your horses,

On Your chariots of salvation?

9Your bow was made bare;

The rods of chastisement were sworn. Selah (pause, calmly think of that).

You split the earth with rivers.

10The mountains saw You and trembled and writhed;

The downpour of waters swept by.

The deep uttered its voice and raged,

It lifted its hands high.

11The sun and moon stood in their places;

They went away at the light of Your arrows,

At the radiance and gleam of Your glittering spear.

12In indignation You marched through the earth;

In anger You trampled and threshed the nations.

13You went forth for the salvation of Your people,

For the salvation and rescue of Your anointed.

You struck the head from the house of the wicked

To lay him open from the thigh to the neck. Selah (pause, and calmly think of that).

14With the enemy’s own spears, You pierced

The head of his hordes.

They stormed out to scatter us,

Rejoicing like those

Who secretly devour the oppressed.

15You have trampled on the sea with Your horses,

On the surge of many waters.

16¶I heard and my whole inner self trembled;

My lips quivered at the sound.

Decay and rottenness enter my bones,

And I tremble in my place.

Because I must wait quietly for the day of distress,

For the people to arise who will invade and attack us.

17Though the fig tree does not blossom

And there is no fruit on the vines,

Though the yield of the olive fails

And the fields produce no food,

Though the flock is cut off from the fold

And there are no cattle in the stalls,

18Yet I will rejoice in the Lord;

I will shout in exultation in the God of my salvation!

19The Lord God is my strength;

He has made my feet like hinds’ feet

And makes me walk on my high places.

For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.