Habakkuk 3 - Scottish Metrical Paraphrases 1781(MP1781)

SONG 328,6,8,6tune: Huddersfield, 71.Habak 3:17, 18

17 What though no flow’rs the fig‐tree clothe,

though vines their fruit deny,

The labour of the olive fail,

and fields no meat supply?

2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise,

my flock cut off I see;

Though famine pine in empty stalls,

where herds were wont to be?

18 Yet in the Lord will I be glad,

and glory in his love;

In him I’ll joy, who will the God

of my salvation prove.

19 He to my tardy feet shall lend

the swiftness of the roe;

Till, rais’d on high, I safely dwell

beyond the reach of woe.

5 God is the treasure of my soul,

the source of lasting joy;

A joy which want shall not impair,

nor death itself destroy.