- Look to yourselves, that we do not lose those things we worked for, but that we may receive a full reward.
I spread out my hands to You;
My soul longs for You like a thirsty land. Selah Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may 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.Next verse!With image