¹Munyengetero womuporofita Habhakuki, unoimbwa neShigionoti.

¹A prayer of Habakkuk, the prophet, set to victorious music.

²Aiwa, Jehovha, ndakanzwa mashoko enyu, ndikatya; Aiwa, Jehovha,mutsai basa renyu pakati pamakore; Rizivisei pakati pamakore; Pakutsamwa kwenyu rangarirai nyasha.

²Yahweh, I have heard of your fame. I stand in awe of your deeds, Yahweh. Renew your work in the midst of the years. In the midst of the years make it known. In wrath, you remember mercy.

³Mwari anouya achibva Temani, Naiye Mutsvene achibva pagomo reParani. Sera. Umambo hwake hunofukidza denga rose, Nyika izere nokurumbidzwa kwake.

³God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and his praise filled the earth.

⁴Kupenya kuripo kwakafanana nechiedza; kwezuva kunobuda paruoko rwake, ndipo paiva nokuvigwa kwesimba rake.

⁴His splendor is like the sunrise. Rays shine from his hand, where his power is hidden.

⁵Hosha yakaipa inomutungamirira, Mazimbe omoto anobuda patsoka dzake.

⁵Plague went before him, and pestilence followed his feet.

⁶Anomira achiyera nyika; Anotarira, ndokuparadza marudzi avanhu; Makomo asingaperi anopararira; Zvikomo zvisingaperi zvinokotama; Nzira dzake ndedzekare-kare.

⁶He stood, and shook the earth. He looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains were crumbled. The age-old hills collapsed. His ways are eternal.

⁷Ndinoona matende eKushani ari panhamo; Micheka yamatende enyika yeMidhiani anodedera.

⁷I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction. The dwellings of the land of Midian trembled.

⁸Ko Jehovha akatsamwira nzizi here? Hasha dzenyu dzakamukira nzizi here? Kutsamwa kwenyu kwakamukira gungwa here, Zvamunotasva mabhiza enyu, Muchifamba nengoro dzenyu dzoruponeso?

⁸Was Yahweh displeased with the rivers? Was your anger against the rivers, or your wrath against the sea, that you rode on your horses, on your chariots of salvation?

⁹Uta bwenyu hwakafukurwa kwazvo; Shamhu dzakapikirwa neshoko renyu. Makaparura nyika nenzizi.

⁹You uncovered your bow. You called for your sworn arrows. Selah. You split the earth with rivers.

¹⁰Makomo akakuonai akatya, Kudira kwemvura kwakapfuura; Pakadzika pakabudisa izwi rapo, Pakasimudzira maoko apo kumusoro.

¹⁰The mountains saw you, and were afraid. The storm of waters passed by. The deep roared and lifted up its hands on high.

¹¹Zuva nomwedzi zvakamira paugaro hwazvo, Zvichiona chiedza chemiseve yenyu ichipfuura, Zvichiona kupenya kwepfumo renyu rinobwinya.

¹¹The sun and moon stood still in the sky, at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.

¹²Makatsika nyika makatsamwa, Makapura ndudzi mune hasha.

¹²You marched through the land in wrath. You threshed the nations in anger.

¹³Makabuda kuzoponesa vanhu venyu, Kuzoponesa muzodziwa wenyu; Makakuvadza musoro weimba yowakaipa, Muchifukura nheyo kusvikira kumutsipa wayo.

¹³You went forth for the salvation of your people, for the salvation of your anointed. You crushed the head of the land of wickedness. You stripped them head to foot. Selah.

¹⁴Makabvovora misoro yavarwi vake namapfumo ake; Vakauya sechamupupuri kundiparadza; Kufara kwavo kwakaita sokwavanopedza varombo pakavanda.

¹⁴You pierced the heads of his warriors with their own spears. They came as a whirlwind to scatter me, gloating as if to devour the wretched in secret.

¹⁵Makatsika gungwa namabhiza enyu, Iwo murwi wemvura zhinji.

¹⁵You trampled the sea with your horses, churning mighty waters.

¹⁶Ndakanzwa, muviri wangu ukadedera, Miromo yangu yakadedera ndichinzwa izwi; Kuora kwakapinda mumafupa angu, ndikadedera pandakanga ndiri, nekuti ndinofanira kumirira zuva renjodzi ndinyerere, Kana iye, anozorwa navanhu, achivawira.

¹⁶I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters 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 who invade us.

¹⁷nekuti kunyange muonde ukasatunga maruva, Nemizambiringa ikashaiwa zvibereko, Kunyange kubereka komuorivhi kukakona, Neminda ikasabereka zvokudya; Kunyange makwai akapera muchirugu, Nemombe dzikashaikwa mumatanga,

¹⁷For though the fig tree doesn’t flourish, nor fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive fails, the fields yield no food; the flocks are cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls:

¹⁸Kunyange zvakadaro ndichafara kwazvo muna Jehovha, Ndichava nomufaro muna Mwari woruponeso rwangu.

¹⁸yet I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

¹⁹Jehovha Ishe isimba rangu, Anoita tsoka dzangu dzive setsoka dzehadzi yenondo, Anondifambisa pamatunhu angu akakwirira. Kumutungamiriri wokuimba, nemitengeramwa yangu.

¹⁹Yahweh, the Lord The word translated “Lord” is “Adonai.” , is my strength. He makes my feet like deer’s feet, and enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.