No Fruit On the Vines

Even if there is no blossom on the fig tree
Nor fruit on the vines
If the olives don't produce
And the fields yield no food
Let 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 rejoice in the God of my salvation

God the Lord is my strength
God the Lord is my strength

He makes me leap like a deer
And makes me tread on high places



Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Fiedler
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