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- A Prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.
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- Jehovah, 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!
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- +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.
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- And [his] brightness was as the light;
Rays [came forth] from his hand; And there was the hiding of his power.
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- Before him went the pestilence, And a burning flame went forth at his feet.
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- He 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.
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- I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction;
The curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
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- Was 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?
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- Thy bow was made naked, The rods [of discipline] sworn according to [thy] word.
Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
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- The mountains saw thee, they were in travail: Torrents of waters passed by;
The deep uttered its voice, Lifted up its hands on high.
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- The sun [and] moon stood still in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows which shot forth, — At the shining of thy glittering spear.
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- Thou didst march through the land in indignation, Thou didst thresh the nations in anger.
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- Thou 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.
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- Thou 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.
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- Thou didst walk through the sea with thy horses, The heap of great waters.
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- I 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.
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- For 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:
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- Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
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- Jehovah, 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.
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