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)

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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.

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17 Even if the (A)fig tree does not blossom,
And there is no [a]fruit on the vines,
If the yield of the (B)olive fails,
And the fields produce no food,
Even if the (C)flock disappears from the fold,
And there are (D)no cattle in the stalls,
18 Yet I will (E)triumph in the Lord,
I will (F)rejoice in the (G)God of my salvation.

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Footnotes

  1. Habakkuk 3:17 Lit produce

17 Even though the fig trees have no blossoms,
    and there are no grapes on the vines;
even though the olive crop fails,
    and the fields lie empty and barren;
even though the flocks die in the fields,
    and the cattle barns are empty,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord!
    I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

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17-19 Though the cherry trees don’t blossom
    and the strawberries don’t ripen,
Though the apples are worm-eaten
    and the wheat fields stunted,
Though the sheep pens are sheepless
    and the cattle barns empty,
I’m singing joyful praise to God.
    I’m turning cartwheels of joy to my Savior God.
Counting on God’s Rule to prevail,
    I take heart and gain strength.
I run like a deer.
    I feel like I’m king of the mountain!

(For congregational use, with a full orchestra.)

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