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.