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Trust and Joy in the Midst of Trouble

17 Though the fig tree does not blossom
    and no fruit is on the vines;
though the produce of the olive fails
    and the fields yield no food;
though the flock is cut off from the fold
    and there is no herd in the stalls,(A)
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord;
    I will exult in the God of my salvation.(B)
19 God, the Lord, is my strength;
    he makes my feet like the feet of a deer
    and makes me tread upon the heights.[a]

To the leader: with stringed[b] instruments.(C)

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Notas al pie

  1. 3.19 Heb my heights
  2. 3.19 Heb my stringed