My Joy, My God, My All

I don’t know what the future holds, or what the results will be with this coronavirus that is plaguing us. I just know that we’re all in God’s hand, and that hand will never fail.

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from Habakkuk 3:17-18.

Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vine;
Though the harvest of the olive fail,
And food be hard to find;
Though the flock may come to nothing
And no oxen in the stall –
Yet I’ll rejoice in Yahweh,
My joy, my God, my All.

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