Amavesi eBhayibheli adumile avela kokuthi Habakkuk 3

Dlulisela

Though the fig tree does not blossom, and there is no yield on the vines, Though the olive crop fail, and the fields produce no food, the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no cattle in the stalls. Yet will I triumph in ADONAI, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation!

ADONAI my Lord, is my strength. He has made my feet like a deer’s, and will make me walk on my high places. For the choir director: On my stringed instruments.

ADONAI, I have heard the report about You and I have come to fear. ADONAI, revive Your work throughout the years, throughout the years make it known, In wrath remember compassion.