3:1 This is a prayer of Habakkuk the prophet:
3:2 Lord, I have heard the report of what you did;
I am awed,
In our time
in our time reveal them again.
But when you cause turmoil, remember to show us mercy!
3:3 God comes
the sovereign
His splendor covers the skies,
his glory
3:4 He is as bright as lightning;
a two-pronged lightning bolt flashes from his hand.
This is the outward display of his power.
3:5 Plague goes before him;
pestilence
3:6 He takes his battle position
with a mere look he frightens
The ancient mountains disintegrate;
the primeval hills are flattened.
He travels on the ancient roads.
3:7 I see the tents of Cushan overwhelmed by trouble;
the tent curtains of the land of Midian are shaking.