3:16 I listened and my stomach churned;

the sound made my lips quiver.

My frame went limp, as if my bones were decaying,

and I shook as I tried to walk.

I long for the day of distress

to come upon the people who attack us.

17 When the fig tree does not bud,

and there are no grapes on the vines;

when the olive trees do not produce

and the fields yield no crops;

when the sheep disappear from the pen

and there are no cattle in the stalls—

18 I will rejoice because of the Lord;

I will be happy because of the God who delivers me!

19 The Sovereign Lord is my source of strength.

He gives me the agility of a deer;

he enables me to negotiate the rugged terrain.

(This prayer is for the song leader. It is to be accompanied by stringed instruments.)

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