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17 For though the fig-tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive-tree shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls:

18 Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength, And he maketh my feet like hinds' [feet], And he will make me to walk upon my high places. To the chief Musician. On my stringed instruments.

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17 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,(A)
though there are no sheep in the pen
    and no cattle in the stalls,(B)
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord,(C)
    I will be joyful in God my Savior.(D)

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

For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.

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