Habakkuk 3 - Expect

Though the cherry trees don't blossom

And the strawberries don't ripen

Though the apples are worm-eaten

And the wheat fields stunted

Though the sheep pens are sheepless

And the cattle barns empty

I'm singing joyful praise

Joyful praise to God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

Counting on God's Rule to prevail

I take heart and gain strength

I run like a deer

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I feel like I'm king of the mountain!

Though the cherry trees don't blossom

And the strawberries don't ripen

Though the apples are worm-eaten

And the wheat fields stunted

Though the sheep pens are sheepless

And the cattle barns empty

I'm singing joyful praise

Joyful praise to God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

Counting on God's Rule to prevail

I take heart and gain strength

I run like a deer

Mmm

I feel like I'm king of the mountain!

King of the mountain!

Singing joyful praise to my God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

I'm turning cartwheels of joy

To my Savior God

Counting on God's Rule to prevail

I take heart and gain strength

I run like a deer

I take heart and gain strength

Ooh-oh

Ooh-oh

I run like a deer

Ooh-oh

Ooh-oh

I feel like I'm king of the mountain!

King of the mountain!

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I feel like I'm king of the mountain!

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