I will be joyful in God my Savior

Habakkuk 3:1-19
I saw the tents of Cushan in distress,  the dwellings of Midian in anguish. You came out to deliver your people, to save your anointed one. You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness, you stripped him from head to foot.
I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us.
Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen  and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.

The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.

Habakkuk's prayer comes with a great sigh of relief. God, his strength and joy, is God after all!

The prayer is a psalm, to be sung with accompanying instruments. This has led some to believe that Habakkuk was a Levitt, attached to the Temple.

Focus is on God himself; God approaching from the mountains of the southern desert; God wrapped about with thunder and lightening in the storm of his wrath; God setting the world trembling with a glance. Habakkuk sees the inevitability, the fury of judgment. Yet, though it means the loss of every good thing in life. God is still to be trusted. The prophet will wait for the day when God deals with the invader. He will rejoice in God, through life is stripped of all that gives natural joy and satisfaction.
Why?
After God's answer Habakkuk found his small and humble himself. God's wrath who can stand for.
God is great so he was overwhelming. Nothing can compare with the Lord Almighty.
Everything will passed away, nothing can be remember, but God who is existing forever, his word will lasting forever.
How?
I will wait patiently for the day of God. The Sovereign Lord is my strength.