
Author: John Logan Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9032 Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: What though no flowers the fig tree clothe Lyrics: 1 What though no flowers the fig tree clothe,
Though vines their fruit deny,
The labor of the olive fail,
And fields no meat supply?
2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise,
My flock cut off I see;
Though famine pine in empty stalls,
Where herds were wont to be?
3 Yet in the Lord will I be glad,
And glory in His love;
In Him I’ll joy, who will the God
Of my salvation prove.
4 He to my tardy feet shall lend
The swiftness of the roe;
Till, raised on high, I safely dwell
Beyond the reach of woe.
5 God is the treasure of my soul,
The source of lasting joy;
A joy which want shall not impair,
Nor death itself destroy. Languages: English Tune Title: BISHOPTHORPE
What Though No Flowers The Fig Tree Clothe?