Though the trees shall not bloom
And the vine bears no fruit
Though the fields shall fail and yeild no food
Though the flocks are cut off from within the fold
And though all is destroyed both young and old

Yet I will rejoice in the Lord
Yes I will be joyful in God my Saviour
I will rejoice in the Lord
Yes I will be joyful in God my Saviour
I will rejoice in the Lord
I will rejoice in the Lord

Though the winds rise up and the rivers roar
Though the thunder may crash and storms destroy
Though the mountains may fall and seas rush in
And though nations invade by the hand of evil men.

And the Sovereign Lord is all my strength
And He makes me to walk upon the high place