Vèsè popilè nan Bib la ki soti nan Habakkuk 3

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Even if my fig trees do not blossom and my vines grow no grapes, if my olive crop fails and my fields produce no harvest, and even if all my sheep die and I’m left with no cattle in my barn, I still have YAHWEH, and I will rejoice in him. Yes, I will dance with joy no matter what, for I have a Savior-God!

YAHWEH is the Lord of my strength; he makes my feet sure-footed as a deer bounding upon the high places. These are the lyrics for the conductor of my string ensemble.

YAHWEH, I know the things that have made you famous. I am stunned when I consider your miracles. Do them again in our day! Let this generation experience your mighty deeds. YAHWEH, show us your mercy even in this time of turmoil.