^{17 Ref} For though the fig-tree has no flowers, and there is no fruit on the vine, and work on the olive comes to nothing, and the fields give no food; and the flock is cut off from its resting-place, and there is no herd in the cattle-house:

^{18 Ref} Still, I will be glad in the Lord, my joy will be in the God of my salvation.

^{19 Ref} The Lord God is my strength, and he makes my feet like roes' feet, guiding me on my high places. For the chief music-maker on corded instruments.

^{17 Ref} For though the fig tree doesn't flourish, Nor fruit be in the vines; The labor of the olive fails, The fields yield no food; The flocks are cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls:

^{18 Ref} Yet I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

^{19 Ref} Yahweh, the Lord, is my strength. He makes my feet like deer's feet, And enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.