Though the trees shall not bloom And the vine bears no fruit Though the fields shall fail And yield 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 I will be joyful in God my Saviour I will rejoice in the Lord 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. Yet I will rejoice in the Lord I will be joyful in God my Saviour I will rejoice in the Lord I will be joyful in God my Saviour I will rejoice in the Lord I will rejoice in the Lord And the Sovereign Lord is all my strength And He makes me to walk upon the high place I will rejoice in the Lord I will be joyful in God my Saviour I will rejoice in the Lord I will be joyful in God my Saviour I will rejoice in the Lord I will rejoice in the Lord