² O Lord, I have heard the report of thee,
    and thy work, O Lord, do I fear.
In the midst of the years renew it;
    in the midst of the years make it known;
    in wrath remember mercy.
³ God came from Teman,
    and the Holy One from Mount Paran.
His glory covered the heavens,
    and the earth was full of his praise.
                Selah
⁴ His brightness was like the light,
    rays flashed from his hand;
    and there he veiled his power.
⁵ Before him went pestilence,
    and plague followed close behind.
⁶ He stood and measured the earth;
    he looked and shook the nations;
then the eternal mountains were scattered,
    the everlasting hills sank low.
    His ways were as of old.

¹⁷ Though the fig tree do not blossom,
    nor fruit be on the vines,
the produce of the olive fail
    and the fields yield no food,
the flock be cut off from the fold
    and there be no herd in the stalls,
¹⁸ yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
    I will joy in the God of my salvation.
¹⁹ God, the Lord, is my strength;
    he makes my feet like hinds’ feet,
    he makes me tread upon my high places.