If I see no blossoms,
and I find no fruit,
and the fuel runs out
and the work of my hands yields nothing,
and my assets dwindle
and my safety net fails,
I will still love you, Lord,
I will rejoice in you
and trust in you
and believe that you love me
and you know what you're doing,
for you are my strength;
you make me agile and sure-footed,
clear-headed and far-sighted
as if I stand
on the highest mountaintop.
Amen.
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