¹A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to Shigionoth.

¹Prohvet Habakuki palve kaebelaulude kujul:

²O Jehovah, I have heard the report of thee, and am afraid: O Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years; In the midst of the years make it known; In wrath remember mercy.

²'Issand, ma olen kuulnud su sõnumit, ma kardan su tegu, Issand. Aga lase see ligemail aastail sündida, tee see ligemail aastail teoks ja mõtle oma vihas halastusele!

³God came from Teman, And the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, And the earth was full of his praise.

³Jumal tuleb Teemanist, püha Paarani mäelt! Sela. Tema aulikkus katab taevaid ja maa on täis tema kiitust.

⁴And [his] brightness was as the light; He had rays [coming forth] from his hand; And there was the hiding of his power.

⁴Tema all on nagu valguse sära, tema kõrval on kiired, seal on ta võimsuse loor.

⁵Before him went the pestilence, And fiery bolts went forth at his feet.

⁵Tema ees käib katk ja tema kannul tuleb taud.

⁶He stood, and measured the earth; He beheld, and drove asunder the nations; And the eternal mountains were scattered; The everlasting hills did bow; His goings were [as] of old.

⁶Tema seisab ja mõõdab maad, tema vaatab ja paneb rahvad võpatama. Purunevad igavesed mäed, vajuvad ürgsed künkad. Tema teed on igavesed.

⁷I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.

⁷Ma näen Kuusani telke vaevakoorma all, Midjanimaa telgiriided värisevad.

⁸Was Jehovah displeased with the rivers? Was thine anger against the rivers, Or thy wrath against the sea, That thou didst ride upon thy horses, Upon thy chariots of salvation?

⁸Kas oled vihane jõgede pärast, Issand? Ons sul viha jõgede või raev mere vastu, kui sa sõidad oma hobuste seljas ja võit on su sõjavankrite päralt?

⁹Thy bow was made quite bare; The oaths to the tribes were a [sure] word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.

⁹Sina paljastad oma ammu, paned nooled nöörile. Sela. Sina lõhestad jõgedega maa.

¹⁰The mountains saw thee, and were afraid; The tempest of waters passed by; The deep uttered its voice, And lifted up its hands on high.

¹⁰Mäed näevad sind ja värisevad, pilved kallavad vett, põhjavesi teeb häält, tõstab oma käed kõrgele.

¹¹The sun and moon stood still in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows as they went, At the shining of thy glittering spear.

¹¹Päike ja kuu jäävad tõusmata: nad jäävad paigale noolte valguses, su välkuvate piikide säras.

¹²Thou didst march though the land in indignation; Thou didst thresh the nations in anger.

¹²Raevus sammud sa läbi maa, vihas peksad rahvaid nagu reht.

¹³Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, For the salvation of thine anointed; Thou woundest the head out of the house of the wicked man, Laying bare the foundation even unto the neck. Selah.

¹³Sa lähed aitama oma rahvast, appi oma võitule. Sa peksad puruks katuse õela kojalt ja paljastad aluse kaljuni. Sela.

¹⁴Thou didst pierce with his own staves the head of his warriors: They came as a whirlwind to scatter me; Their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.

¹⁴Sa läbistad oma nooltega nende pea, kes tõttavad mind laiali pillutama; nad hõiskavad, otsekui neelaksid nad viletsaid salamahti.

¹⁵Thou didst tread the sea with thy horses, The heap of mighty waters.

¹⁵Sa tallasid merre tema ratsud, voogude põhjaporri.

¹⁶I heard, and my body trembled, My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness entereth 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 that invadeth us.

¹⁶Ma kuulen seda ja mu ihu väriseb, hääl paneb vabisema mu huuled, mädanik tungib mu luudesse ja mu põlved värisevad, aga ma ootan, kuni hädaaeg tuleb selle rahva üle, kes on tulnud meile kallale.

¹⁷For though the fig-tree shall not flourish, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labor of the olive 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:

¹⁷Kuigi viigipuu ei õitse ja viinapuudel pole vilja, õlipuu saak äpardub ja põllud ei anna toidust, lambad ja kitsed kaovad tarast ja veiseid pole karjaaedades,

¹⁸Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

¹⁸ometi rõõmustan mina Issandas, hõiskan oma pääste Jumalas.

¹⁹Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength; And he maketh my feet like hinds' [feet], And will make me to walk upon my high places.

¹⁹Issand Jumal on minu jõud. Tema teeb mu jalad emahirve jalgade sarnaseks ja paneb mind käima mu kõrgustikel.' Laulujuhatajale: minu keelpillisaade.