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I hear my body shivers,
My lips quiver at the sound;
Decay as each bone quivers,
Causing my mind to confound.
 
My legs are trembling beneath,
Yet I will quietly wait;
Because of faith and belief,
Knowing God will compensate.
 
Though the fig tree blossoms not,
Nor the fruit as on the vines;
Produce from the olive as sought,
The vineyards produce no wines.
 
The flock cut off from the fold,
There is no herd in the stalls;
This past winter was too cold,
Watching as temperature falls.
 
Yet, I rejoice in the Lord,
And I will take joy in God;
Remaining in one accord,
While I honor and laud.
 
The God of my salvation,
The Lord remains as my strength;
Giving faith a foundation,
To persevere any length.
 
He makes my feet like the deer,
As I tread on high places;
For overcoming my fear,
Through mercy of good graces.

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