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Habakuk 3
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Habakuk
Capítulo 3
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Molitva. Od proroka Habakuka. Na način tužbalice.
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Jahve, čuo sam za slavu tvoju, Jahve, tvoje mi djelo ulijeva jezu! Ponovi ga u naše vrijeme! Otkrij ga u naše vrijeme! U gnjevu se svojem smilovanja sjeti!
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Bog stiže iz Temana, a Svetac s planine Parana! Veličanstvo njegovo zastire nebesa, zemlja mu je puna slave.
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Sjaj mu je k'o svjetlost, zrake sijevaju iz njegovih ruku, ondje mu se krije sila.
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Kuga pred njim ide, groznica ga sustopice prati.
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On stane, i zemlja se trese, on pogleda, i dršću narodi. Tad se raspadoše vječne planine, bregovi stari propadoše, njegove su staze od vječnosti.
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Prestrašene vidjeh kušanske šatore, čadore što dršću u zemlji midjanskoj.
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Jahve, planu li tvoj gnjev na rijeke ili jarost tvoja na more te jezdiš na svojim konjima, na pobjedničkim bojnim kolima?
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Otkrivaš svoj luk i otrovnim ga strijelama sitiš. Bujicama rasijecaš tlo,
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planine dršću kad te vide, navaljuje oblaka prolom, bezdan diže svoj glas.
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Sunce uvis diže ruke, mjesec u obitavalištu svojem popostaje, pred blijeskom tvojih strijela, pred blistavim sjajem koplja tvoga.
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Jarosno po zemlji koračaš, srdito gaziš narode.
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Iziđe da spasiš narod svoj, da spasiš svog pomazanika; sori vrh kuće bezbožnikove, ogoli joj temelje do stijene.
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Kopljima si izbo vođu ratnika njegovih, koji navališe da nas s radošću satru, kao da će potajice proždrijet' ubogoga.
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Gaziš po moru s konjima svojim, po pučini silnih voda!
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Čuo sam! Sva se moja utroba trese, podrhtavaju mi usne na taj zvuk, trulež prodire u kosti moje, noge klecaju poda mnom. Počinut ću kada dan tjeskobni svane narodu što nas sad napada.
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Jer smokvino drvo neće više cvasti niti će na lozi biti ploda, maslina će uskratiti rod, polja neće donijeti hrane, ovaca će nestati iz tora, u oborima neće biti ni goveda.
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Ali ja ću se radovati u Jahvi i kliktat ću u Bogu, svojem Spasitelju.
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Jahve, moj Gospod, moja je snaga, on mi daje noge poput košutinih i vodi me na visine. Zborovođi. Na žičanim glazbalima.
Habakkuk
Capítulo 3
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A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth.
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O LORD, I have heard thy speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.
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God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah. His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his praise.
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And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
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Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet.
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He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
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I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
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Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was thine anger against the rivers? was thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation?
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Thy bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the tribes, even thy word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers.
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The mountains saw thee, and they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted up his hands on high.
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The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.
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Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the heathen in anger.
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Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, even for salvation with thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation unto the neck. Selah.
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Thou didst strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
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Thou didst walk through the sea with thine horses, through the heap of great waters.
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When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself, that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto the people, he will invade them with his troops.
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¶ Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; 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 the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
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The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.