17 For though the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour 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;
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will exult in the God of my salvation.
1 Only for God doth my soul wait in stillness; from Him cometh my salvation.
4 Since thou art precious in My sight, and honourable, and I have loved thee; therefore will I give men for thee, and peoples for thy life.
35 Thou hast also given me Thy shield of salvation, and Thy right hand hath holden me up; and Thy condescension hath made me great.
36 Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, and my feet have not slipped.