3:1 A
prayer
of
Habakkuk
the
prophet
vpon
Sigionoth.
3:2 O
Lord,
I
haue
heard
thy
speach,
and
was
afraide:
O
Lord,
reuiue
thy
worke
in
the
midst
of
the
yeeres,
in
the
midst
of
the
yeeres
make
knowen;
in
wrath
remember
mercy.
3:3 God
came
from
Teman,
and
the
holy
on
from
mount
Paran
Selah.
His
glory
couered
the
heauens
and
the
earth
was
full
of
his
praise.
3:4 And
his
brightnesse
was
as
the
light:
he
had
hornes
comming
out
of
his
hand,
and
there
was
the
hiding
of
his
power:
3:5 Before
him
went
the
pestilence,
and
burning
coales
went
forth
at
his
feete.
3:6 He
stood
and
measured
the
earth:
hee
beheld
and
droue
asunder
the
nations,
and
the
euerlasting
mountaines
were
scattered,
the
perpetuall
hilles
did
bowe:
his
wayes
are
euerlasting.
3:7 I
saw
the
tents
of
Cushan
in
affliction:
and
the
curtaines
of
the
land
of
Midian
did
tremble.
3:8 Was
the
Lord
displeased
against
the
riuers
was
thine
anger
against
the
riuers
was
thy
wrath
against
the
Sea,
that
thou
didst
ride
vpon
thine
horses,
and
thy
charets
of
saluation
3:9 Thy
bow
was
made
quite
naked
according
to
the
oathes
of
the
tribes,
euen
thy
word.
Selah.
Thou
didst
cleaue
the
earth
with
riuers.
3:10 The
mountaines
sawe
thee,
and
they
trembled:
the
ouerflowing
of
the
water
passed
by:
the
deepe
vttered
his
voyce,
and
lift
vp
his
hands
on
high.
3:11 The
Sunne
and
Moone
stood
still
in
their
habitation:
at
the
light
of
thine
arrowes
they
went,
and
at
the
shining
of
thy
glittering
speare.
3:12 Thou
didst
march
through
the
land
in
indignation,
thou
didst
thresh
the
heathen
in
anger.
3:13 Thou
wentest
forth
for
the
saluation
of
thy
people,
euen
for
saluation
with
thine
Anointed,
thou
woundedst
the
head
out
of
the
house
of
the
wicked,
by
discouering
the
foundation
vnto
the
necke.
Selah.
3:14 Thou
didst
strike
through
with
his
staues
the
head
of
his
villages:
they
came
out
as
a
whirle-winde
to
scatter
me:
their
reioycing
was
as
to
deuoure
the
poore
secretly.
3:15 Thou
didst
walke
through
the
Sea
with
thine
horses,
through
the
heape
of
great
waters.
3:16 When
I
heard,
my
belly
trembled:
my
lips
quiuered
at
the
voice:
rottennesse
entred
into
my
bones,
and
I
trembled
in
my
selfe,
that
I
might
rest
in
the
day
of
trouble:
when
hee
commeth
vp
vnto
the
people,
he
wil
inuade
them
with
his
troupes.
3:17 Although
the
fig
tree
shall
not
blossome,
neither
shall
fruite
bee
in
the
vines:
the
labour
of
the
Oliue
shall
faile,
and
the
fields
shal
yeeld
no
meat,
the
flocke
shall
be
cut
off
from
the
folde,
and
there
shalbe
no
heard
in
the
stalles:
3:18 Yet
I
will
reioyce
in
the
Lord:
I
will
ioy
in
the
God
of
my
saluation.
3:19 The
Lord
God
is
my
strength,
and
he
will
make
my
feet
like
hindes
feet,
and
he
will
make
me
to
walke
vpon
mine
high
places.
To
the
chiefe
singer
on
my
stringed
instruments.