| Though the fig tree should 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 take joy in the God of my salvation. | 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. |
| God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer's; he makes me tread on my high places. | The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer’s feet, And He will make me walk on my high hills. |
| Behold, his soul is puffed up; it is not upright within him, but the righteous shall live by his faith. | Behold the proud, His soul is not upright in him; But the just shall live by his faith. |
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