¹Prohvet Habakuki palve kaebelaulude kujul:

¹A Prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.

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!

²Jehovah, I heard the report of thee, [and] I feared. Jehovah, revive thy work in the midst of the years, In the midst of the years make [it] known: In wrath remember mercy!

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

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

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

⁴And [his] brightness was as the light; Rays [came forth] from his hand; And there was the hiding of his power.

⁵Tema ees käib katk ja tema kannul tuleb taud.

⁵Before him went the pestilence, And a burning flame went forth at his feet.

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

⁶He stood, and measured the earth; He beheld, and discomfited the nations; And the eternal mountains were scattered, The everlasting hills gave way: His ways are everlasting.

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

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

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?

⁸Was Jehovah wrathful with the rivers? Was thine anger against the rivers? Was thy rage against the sea, That thou didst ride upon thy horses, Thy chariots of salvation?

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

⁹Thy bow was made naked, The rods [of discipline] sworn according to [thy] word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.

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

¹⁰The mountains saw thee, they were in travail: Torrents of waters passed by; The deep uttered its voice, Lifted up its hands on high.

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

¹¹The sun [and] moon stood still in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which shot forth, -- At the shining of thy glittering spear.

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

¹²Thou didst march through the land in indignation, Thou didst thresh the nations in anger.

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

¹³Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, For the salvation of thine anointed; Thou didst smite off the head from the house of the wicked, Laying bare the foundation even to the neck. Selah.

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

¹⁴Thou didst strike through with his own spears the head of his leaders: They came out as a whirlwind to scatter me, Whose exulting was as to devour the afflicted secretly.

¹⁵Sa tallasid merre tema ratsud, voogude põhjaporri.

¹⁵Thou didst walk through the sea with thy horses, The heap of great waters.

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.

¹⁶I heard, and my belly trembled; My lips quivered at the voice; Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in my place, That I might rest in the day of distress, When their invader shall come up against the people.

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,

¹⁷For though the fig-tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be 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:

¹⁸ometi rõõmustan mina Issandas, hõiskan oma pääste Jumalas.

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

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

¹⁹Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength, And he maketh my feet like hinds' [feet], And he will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief Musician. On my stringed instruments.