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,
yet
    I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
God, the Lord, is my strength;
He makes me tread
             upon my high places.

                     Habakkuk 3. 17-19

(No matter the circumstances,
                God is still in control.
When God is our strength,
He empowers us even to dance
   through the scary places of life.)