Though the fig tree does not blossom
And no grapes adorn the vine
No olives gathered in their season
In the fields, no harvest time.
Though the sheepfold stands deserted
And no herds graze on the hill,
Yet with all my strength exerted
I will praise – and praise Him still!
Yet with all my strength exerted
I will praise – and praise Him still!
Habbakuk. ch3 v 17 and 18. (The Bible)