Though The Fig Tree Shall Not Blossom
By Robert Haymes / From Habakkuk 3:17-19
Though the fig tree shall not blossom
And there be no fruit in the vine
The labor of the olive fails
And the fields yield no meat
Though the flock be cut off from the fold
And there be no herd in the stalls
Yet will I rejoice in the Lord
Yet will I rejoice in the Lord
I will joy in the God of my salvation
God the Lord, God the Lord, Jesus is my strength
He makes my feet like hind’s feet
And makes me walk on my high places
He makes feet like hind’s feet
And makes me walk on my high places