Habakkuk 3:15-17

New International Version

¹⁵ You trampled the sea^(A) with your horses,
    churning the great waters.^(B)

¹⁶ I heard and my heart pounded,
    my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
    and my legs trembled.^(C)
Yet I will wait patiently^(D) for the day of calamity
    to come on the nation invading us.
¹⁷ Though the fig tree does not bud
    and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
    and the fields produce no food,^(E)
though there are no sheep in the pen
    and no cattle in the stalls,^(F)