- For even though the fig tree doesn’t flourish,
nor fruit be in the vines,
the labor of the olive fails,
the fields yield no food,
the flocks are cut off from the fold,
and there is no herd in the stalls,
yet I will rejoice in Yahweh.
I will be joyful in the God of my salvation! - Yahweh, the Lord, is my strength.
He makes my feet like deer’s feet,
and enables me to go in high places. - Behold, his soul is puffed up. It is not upright in him, but the righteous will live by his faith.
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