Read Habakkuk 3
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A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, according to Shigionoth.
2 O Lord, I have heard the report of you,
and your work, O Lord, do I fear.
In the midst of the years revive it;
in the midst of the years make it known;
in wrath remember mercy.
3 God came from Teman,
and the Holy One from Mount Paran. Selah
His splendor covered the heavens,
and the earth was full of his praise.
4 His brightness was like the light;
rays flashed from his hand;
and there he veiled his power.
5 Before him went pestilence,
and plague followed at his heels.
6 He stood and measured the earth;
he looked and shook the nations;
then the eternal mountains were scattered;
the everlasting hills sank low.
His were the everlasting ways.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction;
the curtains of the land of Midian did tremble.
8 Was your wrath against the rivers, O Lord?
Was your anger against the rivers,
or your indignation against the sea,
when you rode on your horses,
on your chariot of salvation?
9 You stripped the sheath from your bow,
calling for many arrows. Selah
You split the earth with rivers.
10 The mountains saw you and writhed;
the raging waters swept on;
the deep gave forth its voice;
it lifted its hands on high.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their place
at the light of your arrows as they sped,
at the flash of your glittering spear.
12 You marched through the earth in fury;
you threshed the nations in anger.
13 You went out for the salvation of your people,
for the salvation of your anointed.
You crushed the head of the house of the wicked,
laying him bare from thigh to neck. Selah
14 You pierced with his own arrows the heads of his warriors,
who came like a whirlwind to scatter me,
rejoicing as if to devour the poor in secret.
15 You trampled the sea with your horses,
the surging of mighty waters.
16 I hear, and my body trembles;
my lips quiver at the sound;
rottenness enters into my bones;
my legs tremble beneath me.
Yet I will quietly wait for the day of trouble
to come upon people who invade us.
17 Though the fig tree should not blossom,
nor fruit be on the vines,
the produce of the olive fail
and the fields yield no food,
the flock be cut off from the fold
and there be no herd in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
I will take joy in the God of my salvation.
19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
he makes my feet like the deer’s;
he makes me tread on my high places.
To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments.
Thoughts to consider
The prophet Habbakkuk’s prayer is both a song of praise and a plea for mercy, and is the perfect picture of a believer recognizing God’s power while earnestly asking for that power to defend God’s children from hardship.
· When you pray do you have fully in mind God’s ability to answer? Make sure your faith levels are nice and high before praying by meditating on scripture or singing worship songs about His faithfulness.
· God doesn’t need reminding of his faithfulness, but I think the act of speaking it out does something in our own spirits. He is not on some great ego trip full of self-importance. He is altogether powerful and our recognition of this actually strengthens our faith and belief in Him. The revealing of His power is a great act of love.
· Whatever our circumstances are, we need to still trust God, even though everything is failing, he is still God and we continue to honour Him. When we do this we will have ‘feet like the deer’s’ meaning we can rise above all our troubles and go up to the high places. High places suggest a position well above our cares and concerns.
Father I thank you that you are the great and mighty God, the creator of all things. As I face troubles of all different kinds, lift my gaze to you, my helper. Help me to see all the resources you have at your disposal and your willingness to provide for me. I acknowledge that nothing is too difficult for you. I pray this in Jesus’ name, amen.