I heard and my ainwardparts1trembled, At the sound my lipsquivered. Decayenters my 2bones, And in my place I tremble. Because I must 3waitquietly for the day of distress, bFor the 4people to arise who will invade us.
17Though the 5figtree should not blossom And there be nocfruit on the vines, Though the yield of the 6olive should fail And the fieldsproducenofood, Though the 7flock should be cutoff from the fold And there be 8nocattle in the stalls,
Yet I will 9exult in the LORD, I will 10rejoice in the 11God of my salvation.