Habakkuk 3:15-17

New Catholic Bible

¹⁵ You trampled the sea with your horses,
    churning the mighty abyss.
¹⁶ I hear, and my body trembles;
    my lips quiver at the sound.
Decay afflicts my bones,
    and my legs tremble beneath me.
I wait calmly for the day of disaster
    that will dawn on the people who attack us.
¹⁷ Even though the fig tree does not blossom
    and there is no fruit on the vines,
even though the olive crop will fail
    and the orchards will yield no food,
even though the flock is cut off from the fold
    and there is no herd in the stalls,