Unshakable faith even shakes mountains,
In torments too the faith of the just lives,
In fire it resurrects,more strength it attains,
As withered tree in season,faith also believes.
Although the fig tree shall not blossom,
Neither shall be fruits in the vines,
The fields shall not yield cause no worrisome,
The flock shall be cut off,no herd in the stalls.
Yet in the Lord of salvation I rejoice and greet,
The Lord God is my strength, my heart pleases,
He will make my feet as that of the hinds feet,
And He will make me walk upon mine high places.
Whatever be,on strong footing faith shines,
But when we stagger and waver faith darkens.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
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