17 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—
18 Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Though the fig tree does not bud
Though the fig tree does not blossom
There are no grapes on the vines
There is no fruit on the vines
Though the olive crop fails
Though the yield of the olive fails
The fields produce no food
Though there are no sheep in the pen
Though the flock is cut off from the fold
No cattle in the stalls
There are no cattle in the stalls
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord.
Yet I will choose to rejoice in the Lord.
I will be joyful in God my Savior!
I will choose to shout in exultation in the victorious God of my salvation!
The Sovereign Lord is my strength.
The Lord God is my strength, my source of courage, my invincible army.
He makes my feet like the feet of a deer.
He has made my feet steady and sure like hinds’ feet.
He enables me to tread on the heights.
He makes me walk forward with spiritual confidence on my high places of challenge and responsibility.