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A Hymn of Faith

17 Though the fig tree does not blossom,
    nor fruit be on the vines;
though the yield of the olive fails,
    and the fields produce no food;
though the flocks are cut off from the fold,
    and there be no herd in the stalls—
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
    I will exult in the God of my salvation.

19 The Lord God is my strength;
    He will make my feet like hinds’ feet,
    and He will make me walk on my high places.

To the Music Director: with my stringed instruments.

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