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 does not blossom, and no fruit is on the vines; though the produce of the olive fails and the fields yield no food; though the flock is cut off from the fold and there is no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will exult 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. | God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, and makes me tread upon the heights. |
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Behold, his soul is puffed up; it is not upright within him, but the righteous shall live by his faith. | Look at the proud! Their spirit is not right in them, but the righteous live by their faith. |