Friday, December 18, 2015

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

               Habakkuk 3. 17-19

(Circumstances do not prevail
        nor do they matter,
but only the Almighty God,
my joy and my strength.)

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