American Standard Version of 1901
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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.
Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength;And he maketh my feet like hinds' feet,And will make me to walk upon my high places.
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.
Jehovah, the Lord, is my strength;And he maketh my feet like hinds' feet,And will make me to walk upon my high places.
But the end of all things is at hand: be ye therefore of sound mind, and be sober unto {Greek: prayers.}prayer:
For Christ entered not into a holy place made with hands, like in pattern to the true; but into heaven itself, now to appear before the face of God for us: