The book of Habakkuk begins with a question.

How long, O Lord?

And it ends with faith that still sings in the famine.

The law feels torn and weakened The wicked circle round The

righteous stand in silence While justice falls to ground I brought

you all my questions I brought you all my fear And

still the heavens answered Stand watch and wait here

I will stand upon the watchtower I will listen through the

night Though the answer makes me tremble Still your word will

prove right The vision waits appointed It will speak and will

not lie The just shall live by faith When they cannot

live by sight You

showed me nations rising You showed me kingdoms proud Their horses

fierce as evening wolves Their conquests like a cloud But woe

to Him who gathers what was never His to hold. Woe

to hands of violence and hearts that worship gold. The earth

is full of shaking, the idols cannot speak. But the Lord

is in His temple, let the whole earth bow in peace.

I will stand upon the watchtower I will listen through the

night Though the answer makes me tremble Still your word will

prove right The vision waits appointed It will speak and will

not lie The just shall live by faith When they cannot

live by sight Oh

Lord, I have heard thy speech And I was afraid

In wrath, remember mercy In

the fire, make a way You came from ancient

mountains With brightness in your hand The sun and moon stood

silent When your glory filled the land Though the fig

tree shall not blossom Though the vine gives no wine Though

the olive fails its promise And the fields leave us behind

Though the flock is cut from shelter Though the stalls stand

bare and still Yet I will rejoice in the Lord I

will trust His holy will I will stand upon the

watchtower I will worship through the night Though the answer makes

me tremble Still your word will prove right The vision waits

appointed It will speak and will not lie The just shall

live by faith When they cannot live by sight

Oh, the Lord God is my strength He makes my feet

to rise Like the deer upon the high places Above

the breaking skies