I will joy in you my God
Through the fig tree blossom not
Nor fruit be on the vine.
Though the fields produce no food
And though the flock be lost
I will joy, I will joy, I will joy in you my God
I will joy in your salvation!
You set my feet upon high places.
You make me run like a hind.
Oh Lord, be swift to answer. I will wait, I will abide.
I will joy, I will joy, I will joy in you my God
I will joy in your salvation!
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