Even Though

Even though the fig trees have no blossoms
And there are no grapes growing on the vines
Even though the labor of the olive shall fail
And the fields lie empty and dry;

Even though the flocks are dying in the fields
And there be no herds in the stalls
Yet I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!
I will rejoice in the Lord

The Sovereign Lord is my strength!
He makes me walk upon the heights
The Sovereign Lord is my strength
He makes me walk with confidence on places high



Credits
Writer(s): Anne-marie Van Eeden
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