Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in you, Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation. You, Lord, are my strength; you make my feet like the deer’s; you make me tread on my high places (Habakkuk 3:17-19).