The oracle that Habakkuk the prophet saw.

From his high place he sent shaking on the earth; he saw and nations were suddenly moved: and the eternal mountains were broken, the unchanging hills were bent down; his ways are eternal.

I saw the tents of Cushan in distress, and the tent curtains of the land of Midian in anguish.

The mountains saw thee, they were in travail: Torrents of waters passed by; The deep uttered its voice, Lifted up its hands on high.