For thou, O Jehovah, art my refuge! Thou hast made the Most High thy habitation;There shall no evil befall thee, Neither shall any plague come nigh thy tent.
For though the fig- tree shall not flourish, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labor of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no food; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls:Yet I will rejoice in Jehovah, I will joy in the God of my salvation.