17 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:

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

19 The Lord God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds' feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.

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A Hymn of Faith

17 Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls—
18 Yet I will (A)rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.

19 [a]The Lord God is my strength;
He will make my feet like (B)deer’s feet,
And He will make me (C)walk on my high hills.

To the Chief Musician. With my stringed instruments.

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Footnotes

  1. Habakkuk 3:19 Heb. YHWH Adonai