Habakkuk 3:19 WEB

¹⁷  For though the fig tree doesn't flourish, Nor fruit be in the vines; The labor of the olive fails, The fields yield no food; The flocks are cut off from the fold, And there is no herd in the stalls:

¹⁸  Yet I will rejoice in Yahweh. I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!

¹⁹  Yahweh, the Lord, is my strength. He makes my feet like deer's feet, And enables me to go in high places. For the music director, on my stringed instruments.