Habakkuk Chapter 2
So I'm just posted on my watch, up in the tower, ready to peep what God’s about to drop on me and how I’m gonna react when I get called out.
I will stand upon my watch, and set me upon the tower, and will watch to see what he will say unto me, and what I shall answer when I am reproved. {tower: Heb. fenced place} {unto me: or, in me} {when...: or, when I am argued with: Heb. upon my reproof, or, arguing}
Then the Lord hit me up, saying, "Jot down the vision, make it clear so anyone can vibe with it."
And the LORD answered me, and said, Write the vision, and make {it} plain upon tables, that he may run that readeth it.
This vision’s got a timeline, but no cap, it’ll pop off in the end; even if it takes a sec, just hang tight for it, ‘cause it’s on the way.
For the vision {is} yet for an appointed time, but at the end it shall speak, and not lie: though it tarry, wait for it; because it will surely come, it will not tarry.
Peep this, the soul that’s all puffed up ain't right, but the real ones are out here living by faith, fr.
Behold, his soul {which} is lifted up is not upright in him: but the just shall live by his faith.
For real, this guy's all about that booze and pride, never chilling at home, wanting more like it’s a never-ending pit, stacking nations like it’s nothing.
Yea also, because he transgresseth by wine, {he is} a proud man, neither keepeth at home, who enlargeth his desire as hell, and {is} as death, and cannot be satisfied, but gathereth unto him all nations, and heapeth unto him all people: {Yea...: or, How much more}
Ain't no way everyone's gonna drop bars against him, throwing shade like, "Woe to the one who snatches what ain't theirs! How long you gonna flex?"
Shall not all these take up a parable against him, and a taunting proverb against him, and say, Woe to him that increaseth {that which is} not his! how long? and to him that ladeth himself with thick clay! {Woe...: or, Ho, he}
They’re gonna pop up outta nowhere to bite back at you, and you’ll be their easy target, for real.
Shall they not rise up suddenly that shall bite thee, and awake that shall vex thee, and thou shalt be for booties unto them?
Since you’ve wrecked a ton of nations, now the whole crew’s coming for you; all that blood and chaos? It’s catching up.
Because thou hast spoiled many nations, all the remnant of the people shall spoil thee; because of men's blood, and {for} the violence of the land, of the city, and of all that dwell therein. {blood: Heb. bloods}
Woe to the one all about that greedy grind at home, trying to climb high and dodge the bad vibes!
Woe to him that coveteth an evil covetousness to his house, that he may set his nest on high, that he may be delivered from the power of evil! {coveteth...: or, gaineth and evil gain} {power...: Heb. palm of the hand}
You brought disgrace to your crib by taking out so many folks, and now you’ve messed with your own soul, periodt.
Thou hast consulted shame to thy house by cutting off many people, and hast sinned {against} thy soul.
The stone’s gonna shout from the wall, and the wood’s gonna back it up, no cap.
For the stone shall cry out of the wall, and the beam out of the timber shall answer it. {beam: or, piece, or, fastening} {answer it: or, witness against it}
Woe to the one building towns on blood, crafting cities from bad vibes!
Woe to him that buildeth a town with blood, and stablisheth a city by iniquity! {blood: Heb. bloods}
For real, ain’t it the Lord who makes people work hard for nothing, burning out for some vain goals?
Behold, {is it} not of the LORD of hosts that the people shall labour in the very fire, and the people shall weary themselves for very vanity? {for...: or, in vain?}
The earth’s gonna be lit with the knowledge of the Lord's glory, just like the sea’s all about those waves.
For the earth shall be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD, as the waters cover the sea. {with...: or, by knowing the glory}
Woe to the one pouring drinks for their homie, getting them lit just to check them out!
Woe unto him that giveth his neighbour drink, that puttest thy bottle to {him}, and makest {him} drunken also, that thou mayest look on their nakedness!
You’re all about shame instead of glory: drink up, and let it all hang out; the Lord’s cup is coming for you, and it ain’t cute.
Thou art filled with shame for glory: drink thou also, and let thy foreskin be uncovered: the cup of the LORD'S right hand shall be turned unto thee, and shameful spewing {shall be} on thy glory. {with...: or, more with shame than with glory}
Lebanon’s violence gonna come back on you, and the fear from beasts ‘cause of all that blood and chaos? It’s real.
For the violence of Lebanon shall cover thee, and the spoil of beasts, {which} made them afraid, because of men's blood, and for the violence of the land, of the city, and of all that dwell therein.
What’s the point of a carved idol? The maker’s just trusting in lies, crafting dumb statues that can’t even talk.
What profiteth the graven image that the maker thereof hath graven it; the molten image, and a teacher of lies, that the maker of his work trusteth therein, to make dumb idols? {maker of...: Heb. fashioner of his fashion}
Woe to the one telling wood to wake up and stone to rise; it’s all decked out in gold and silver, but it’s just a lifeless hunk.
Woe unto him that saith to the wood, Awake; to the dumb stone, Arise, it shall teach! Behold, it {is} laid over with gold and silver, and {there is} no breath at all in the midst of it.
But the Lord’s chilling in His holy temple; let the whole earth just be silent before Him.
But the LORD {is} in his holy temple: let all the earth keep silence before him. {let...: Heb. be silent all the earth before him}