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14 You pierced with his (A)own sharpened rods
The head of his [a]throngs.
They (B)stormed in to scatter [b]us;
Their exultation was like those
Who (C)devour the afflicted in secret.
15 You (D)tread on the sea with Your horses,
On the (E)surge of many waters.

16 I heard, and my [c]inward parts (F)trembled;
At the sound my lips tingled.
Decay enters my (G)bones,
And in my place I tremble.
Because I must (H)wait quietly for the day of distress,
[d]For the (I)people to arise who will invade us.

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Footnotes

  1. Habakkuk 3:14 Or warriors, villagers
  2. Habakkuk 3:14 Lit me
  3. Habakkuk 3:16 Lit belly
  4. Habakkuk 3:16 Or To come upon the people who will