Though the fig tree does not blossom
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
thought 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 go on the heights.
the last words of the prophet Habakkuk
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