Habakkuk 3:15-17

Easy-to-Read Version

¹⁵ But you marched your horses
    through the deep water, stirring up the mud.
¹⁶ My whole body shook when I heard the story.
    My lips trembled.
I felt weak deep down in my bones
    and stood there shaking.
But I will wait patiently for destruction to come to those who attack us.

¹⁷ Figs might not grow on the fig trees,
    and grapes might not grow on the vines.
Olives might not grow on the olive trees,
    and food might not grow in the fields.
There might not be any sheep in the pens
    or cattle in the barns.