Habakkuk 3:15-17

Holman Christian Standard Bible

¹⁵ You tread the sea with Your horses,
stirring up the great waters.^(A)

¹⁶ I heard, and I trembled within;^(B)
my lips quivered at the sound.
Rottenness entered my bones;
I trembled where I stood.
Now I must quietly wait for the day of distress
to come against the people invading us.
¹⁷ Though the fig tree does not bud
and there is no fruit on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,