no fruit on the vines

Even if there is no blossom on the fig tree Nor fruit on the vines If the olives don't produce And the fields yield no food Let the flock be cut off from the fold (and) There be no herd in the stalls Yet I will rejoice in the Lord I will rejoice in the God of my salvation God the Lord is my strength God the Lord is my strength He makes me leap like a deer And makes me tread on high places