Habakkuk
3 the prayer that Habakkuk prayed, I want to personalize for myself. Dear Abba Father, “ O Lord, now I have heard
your report, and I worship You in awe for the fearful things you are going to
do. In this time of my deep need, begin
again to help me, as you did in years gone by.
Show me Your power to save me, in Your wrath, remember mercy.
Lord
God I see You moving across the deserts from Mount Sinai, Your brilliant splendor
fills the earth and sky; Your glory
fills the heavens, and the earth is full of Your praise! What a wonderful God YOU ARE!!!!
Lord,
Abba Father from Your hands flash rays of brilliant light. You rejoice in Your awesome power. Pestilence marches before you; plague follows
close behind. You stop; You stand still
for a moment, gazing at the earth. The
You shake the nations, scattering the everlasting mounts and leveling the
hills. Your power is just the same as
always!!! I see the people of Cushan and
of Midian in mortal fear.
Abba
Father was it in anger, Lord you smote the rivers and parted the sea? Were You displeased with them? No, You were sending Your chariots of
salvation! All saw Your power!!! Then springs burst forth upon the earth at
Your command! The mountains watched and
trembled. Onward swept the raging water. The mighty deep cried out, announcing its
surrender to the LORD. The lofty sun and
moon began to fade, obscured by brilliance from your arrows and the flashing of
your glittering spear.
Lord
You marched across the land in awesome anger and trampled down the nations in
Your wrath. You went out to save Your
chosen people. You crushed the head of
the wicked and laid bare his bones from head to toe. You destroyed with their own weapons those
who came out like a whirlwind, thinking Israel would be an easy prey.
Your horsemen marched across the
sea; the mighty waters piled high. 16 I tremble when I hear all
this; my lips quiver with fear. My legs give way beneath me, and I shake in
terror. I will quietly wait for the day of trouble to come upon the people who
invade us.
Even
though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor
fruit; though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if the
flocks die in the fields and the cattle barns are empty, yet I
will rejoice in the Lord; I will be happy in the God of my salvation. The
Lord God is my strength; He will give me the speed of a deer and bring me safely
over the mountains.”
Amen
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