Habakkuks Song by Mike Rathke Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Though the fig tree may not blossom
No fruit beyond the vine
Though the labor of olive tree may fail
Empty fields be all we find
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold
And there be no herd in the stall
Still I will rejoice in the Lord, my God
I will find my joy in Him

[Chorus]
For You are good in this
You are good even in this
You are good even in this place
You are worthy to be praised

[Verse 2]
And if the rights we take for granted
Should one day cease to be
And the words of the founding fathers burn
In the flames of tyranny
And if the name of Christ which we come to love
Should become a public offense
Still I will rejoice in the Lord, my God
I will find my joy in Him
[Chorus]
For You are good in this
You are good even in this
You are good even in this place
You are worthy to be praised

[Bridge]
'Cause I don't love You for what You can give me
I don't love You for what You're keeping me from
You're deserving of the highest praises
Whatever may come

[Chorus]
You are good
You are good even in this place
You are worthy to be praised