I heard, and my body trembled. My lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness enters into my bones, and I tremble in my place, because I must wait quietly for the day of trouble, for the coming up of the people who invade us.
Habakkuk trembles at the voice of God's threatenings alone, before the blow falls, the faithful respond so. He speaks for all Israel shaking at what the Chaldeans will do. The path to true rest runs through such fear; whoever is hardened toward God will be torn apart in affliction, but he who meets God's wrath betimes and trembles at His threats prepares the best rest for himself in the day of trouble.
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I heard the report of coming judgment, and my belly trembled, my lips cried out, rottenness forced itself into my bones. I tremble under myself at what approaches: famine consumes all, no figs, no grapes, no olives, no grain, the flocks gone, the stalls bare. Tribulation falls upon the nation and those who attack it.
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Commenting on Habakkuk 3:16-17
The Prophet's bowels trembled at the report of coming calamities, not chiefly God's judgment on the enemy, but the troubles that would afflict Christ's churches before that vindication. His strength drained away as if in wasting disease, his very bones corrupted; yet he says, I shall rest in the day of trouble, resting in God though the vision showed terrible things ahead.
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