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| 1:1 | 
                                 
                                    The oracle that Habakkuk the prophet received.
                                 
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| 1:2 | 
                                 
                                    How long, O LORD, must I call for help, but you do not listen? Or cry out to you, "Violence!" but you do not save?
                                 
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| 1:3 | 
                                 
                                    Why do you make me look at injustice? Why do you tolerate wrong? Destruction and violence are before me; there is strife, and conflict abounds.
                                 
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| 1:4 | 
                                 
                                    Therefore the law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails. The wicked hem in the righteous, so that justice is perverted.
                                 
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| 1:5 | 
                                 
                                    "Look at the nations and watch-- and be utterly amazed. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told.
                                 
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| 1:6 | 
                                 
                                    I am raising up the Babylonians, that ruthless and impetuous people, who sweep across the whole earth to seize dwelling places not their own.
                                 
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| 1:7 | 
                                 
                                    They are a feared and dreaded people; they are a law to themselves and promote their own honor.
                                 
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| 1:8 | 
                                 
                                    Their horses are swifter than leopards, fiercer than wolves at dusk. Their cavalry gallops headlong; their horsemen come from afar. They fly like a vulture swooping to devour;
                                 
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| 1:9 | 
                                 
                                    they all come bent on violence. Their hordes advance like a desert wind and gather prisoners like sand.
                                 
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| 1:10 | 
                                 
                                    They deride kings and scoff at rulers. They laugh at all fortified cities; they build earthen ramps and capture them.
                                 
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| 1:11 | 
                                 
                                    Then they sweep past like the wind and go on-- guilty men, whose own strength is their god."
                                 
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| 1:12 | 
                                 
                                    O LORD, are you not from everlasting? My God, my Holy One, we will not die. O LORD, you have appointed them to execute judgment; O Rock, you have ordained them to punish.
                                 
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| 1:13 | 
                                 
                                    Your eyes are too pure to look on evil; you cannot tolerate wrong. Why then do you tolerate the treacherous? Why are you silent while the wicked swallow up those more righteous than themselves?
                                 
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| 1:14 | 
                                 
                                    You have made men like fish in the sea, like sea creatures that have no ruler.
                                 
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| 1:15 | 
                                 
                                    The wicked foe pulls all of them up with hooks, he catches them in his net, he gathers them up in his dragnet; and so he rejoices and is glad.
                                 
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| 1:16 | 
                                 
                                    Therefore he sacrifices to his net and burns incense to his dragnet, for by his net he lives in luxury and enjoys the choicest food.
                                 
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| 1:17 | 
                                 
                                    Is he to keep on emptying his net, destroying nations without mercy?
                                 
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