Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls: Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The Lord God is my strength, and he will make my feet like hinds’ feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places. To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.
Habakkuk 3:17-19
There is a secret source and depth of joy known only to those who have dedicated themselves unconditionally to God. It is the joy of faith rest; it is the joy of total self-abandonment to God and His sacred purpose on Earth. As this world and all that is in it withers, its joys and glory fade, there is joy to those who have learned to draw strength from the Lord. God Himself affirms, confirms, and orders their footsteps, and lifts them up on the high places.