Habakkuk 3
3
SONG 32
8,6,8,6
tune: Huddersfield, 71.
Habak 3:17, 18
17 What though no flow’rs the fig‐tree clothe,
though vines their fruit deny,
The labour of the olive fail,
and fields no meat supply?
2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise,
my flock cut off I see;
Though famine pine in empty stalls,
where herds were wont to be?
18 Yet in the Lord will I be glad,
and glory in his love;
In him I’ll joy, who will the God
of my salvation prove.
19 He to my tardy feet shall lend
the swiftness of the roe;
Till, rais’d on high, I safely dwell
beyond the reach of woe.
5 God is the treasure of my soul,
the source of lasting joy;
A joy which want shall not impair,
nor death itself destroy.
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Habakkuk 3: MP1781
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First published by the Church of Scotland in 1781.