Habakkuk 3:15-17

Legacy Standard Bible

¹⁵ You ^(A)tread on the sea with Your horses,
On the ^(B)surge of many waters.

¹⁶ I heard, and my ^[a]inward parts ^(C)trembled;
At the sound my lips tingled.
Decay enters my ^(D)bones,
And in my place I tremble.
Because I must ^(E)wait quietly for the day of distress,
^[b]For the ^(F)people to arise who will invade us.
¹⁷ Though the ^(G)fig tree should not blossom
And there be no produce on the vines,
Though the yield of the ^(H)olive should fail
And the fields yield no food,
Though the ^(I)flock should be cut off from the fold
And there be ^(J)no cattle in the stalls,