Àwọn Ẹsẹ Bíbélì Tí Ọ̀pọ̀ Èèyàn Mọ Habakkuk 3

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Though the fig tree doesn’t bloom, and there’s no produce on the vine; though the olive crop withers, and the fields don’t provide food; though the sheep are cut off from the pen, and there are no cattle in the stalls; I will rejoice in the LORD. I will rejoice in the God of my deliverance.

The LORD God is my strength. He will set my feet like the deer. He will let me walk upon the heights. To the director, with stringed instruments

LORD, I have heard your reputation. I have seen your work. Over time, revive it. Over time, make it known. Though angry, remember compassion.