Eventhough the fig trees have no fruit
And no grapes grow on the vines
Eventhough the olive crop fails
And the fields produce no corn
Eventhough the sheep all die
And the cattle stalls are empty
I will still be joyful and glad because The Lord God is my Savior
The Lord gives me strength
He makes me surefooted as a deer
And keeps me safe on the mountain
Because The Lord is my strength

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