3-1 I ·»HABAKUK.Sun and Moon stood still in their circuit, As Yourarrows flew like the light, And Your spear with lightning flash!You marched through the land in fury, The Heathen thrashed in rage!You came to save Your People;With Your Messiah to win ;-· Crushed the Chief of the House of Rebellion, Tdroon the base of his neck l- Stabbed with their darts his squadrons,Who to scatter rushed like a storm, Who loved to devour the poor in secret!Your horsemen marched on the Sea,On the foaming watery waves!I heard and my bowels shivered, My lips were convulsed at the sound IAndrweakness subdued my vigour,And disturbance succeeded rest IAt the day the Tyrant advancedTo assail our Race with troops!Yet, though the Fig-tree bloom not,-—· dAnthe Vine give no increase, Though the Olives’ producteceases,And the Fields produce no food, And the flocks be cut off from the fold,And no bullock is seen in the stall,-Yet I will rejoice in jehovah,Rejoice in my Saviour, GOD!The MIGHTY LORD will support me,And makemy feet like a stag's,And I will march on the MountainsQk Qsnlm.To the Leader of My Singers.END OF THE Boox OF THE PROPHET HABAKUK.6413-IgU12;518