| 3:1 | A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet upon Shigionoth. | |
| 3:2 | O LORD, I have heard thy speech, 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. | |
| 3:3 | 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. | |
| 3:4 | And brightness was as the light; he had horns out of his hand; and there the hiding of his power. | |
| 3:5 | Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet. | |
| 3:6 | 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 everlasting. | |
| 3:7 | I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: the curtains of the land of Midian trembled. | |
| 3:8 | Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? thy anger against the rivers? thy wrath against the sea, that thou didst ride upon thy horses, thy chariots of salvation? | |
| 3:9 | Thy bow was made quite naked, to the oaths of the tribes, word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with rivers. | |
| 3:10 | The mountains saw thee, they trembled: the overflowing of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, lifted up his hands on high. | |
| 3:11 | The sun moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of thy arrows they went, at the shining of thy glittering spear. | |
| 3:12 | Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst thresh the heathen in anger. | |
| 3:13 | Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, for salvation with thy anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by uncovering the foundation to the neck. Selah. | |
| 3:14 | Thou didst strike through with his staffs the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing as to devour the poor secretly. | |
| 3:15 | Thou didst walk through the sea with thy horses, the mire of great waters. | |
| 3:16 | 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 to the people, he will invade them with his troops. | |
| 3:17 | Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither fruit in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no food; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and no herd in the stalls: | |
| 3:18 | Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of my salvation. | |
| 3:19 | The LORD God my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds' , and he will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments. | |