Habakkuk 3:6-11

3:6 He takes his battle position and shakes the earth;

with a mere look he frightens the nations.

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.

3:8 Is the Lord mad at the rivers?

Are you angry with the rivers?

Are you enraged at the sea?

Is this why you climb into your horse-drawn chariots,

your victorious chariots?

3:9 Your bow is ready for action;

you commission your arrows. Selah.

You cause flash floods on the earth’s surface.

3:10 When the mountains see you, they shake.

The torrential downpour sweeps through.

The great deep shouts out;

it lifts its hands high.

3:11 The sun and moon stand still in their courses;

the flash of your arrows drives them away,

the bright light of your lightning-quick spear.