Song · 2026-07-31
A worship song of stubborn faith when circumstances give every reason to despair — rooted in Habakkuk's declaration of praise in the absence of harvest.
Based on Habakkuk 3:17-18 · Lament/Anthem
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Verse 1:
The fig tree is not blossoming
The vines have come up bare
The fields produce no harvest
And silence fills the air
The flock has left the sheepfold
The stalls stand cold and still
But I will not stop singing
Though I have nothing left to give
Chorus:
You are still my God
When the answers don't come through
You are still my God
When I can't feel what I once knew
Every reason says to turn away
But my soul will find a way
To say You are still my God
Verse 2:
I've prayed through every midnight
I've cried til I ran dry
I've wrestled with the silence
I've dared to ask You why
And still I find no harvest
No sign that You are near
But something deeper whispers
That You are always here
Chorus:
You are still my God
When the answers don't come through
You are still my God
When I can't feel what I once knew
Every reason says to turn away
But my soul will find a way
To say You are still my God
Bridge:
I will rejoice, I will rejoice
In the God of my salvation
Not because the fields are full
But because You are my foundation
Let my praise be radical
Let my worship be the proof
That even in the desolate place
I still belong to You
Chorus:
You are still my God
When the answers don't come through
You are still my God
When I can't feel what I once knew
Every reason says to turn away
But my soul will find a way
To say You are still my God
You are still my God
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Verso 1:
El árbol de higo no florece
Las vides han quedado desnudas
Los campos no producen cosecha
Y el silencio llena el aire
El rebaño ha dejado el aprisco
Los establos están fríos y quietos
Pero no dejaré de cantar
Aunque no me quede nada que dar
Coro:
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando las respuestas no llegan
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando no siento lo que antes conocía
Todo me dice que me aparte
Pero mi alma encontrará la manera
De decir: sigues siendo mi Dios
Verso 2:
He orado a través de cada medianoche
He llorado hasta quedarme seco
He luchado con el silencio
Me he atrevido a preguntarte por qué
Y aún no encuentro cosecha
Ninguna señal de que estás cerca
Pero algo más profundo susurra
Que siempre estás aquí
Coro:
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando las respuestas no llegan
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando no siento lo que antes conocía
Todo me dice que me aparte
Pero mi alma encontrará la manera
De decir: sigues siendo mi Dios
Puente:
Mi gozo está en Ti, mi gozo está en Ti
En el Dios de mi salvación
No porque los campos estén llenos
Sino porque Tú eres mi fundamento
Que mi alabanza sea radical
Que mi adoración sea la prueba
De que incluso en el lugar desolado
Aún te pertenezco
Coro:
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando las respuestas no llegan
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Cuando no siento lo que antes conocía
Todo me dice que me aparte
Pero mi alma encontrará la manera
De decir: sigues siendo mi Dios
Sigues siendo mi Dios
Habakkuk 3:17-18
"Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines... yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior."
Habakkuk names every form of agricultural failure — complete economic and physical collapse — and then says "yet." That single word is the entire theology of this song. Praise that does not depend on circumstances.
Job 13:15
"Though he slay me, yet will I hope in him."
Job's declaration of faith from the ash heap. The phrase "yet will I" appears throughout Scripture as the grammar of stubborn faith — the choice to trust when everything argues against it.
Psalm 46:1-2
"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way."
The logic of "therefore" is the logic of this song. Because of who God is, the conclusion holds — even when the ground is shaking.
Stubborn faith is not the same as happy faith. It does not require feeling good about your circumstances or pretending that the fig tree is budding when it is not. Habakkuk's declaration — "yet I will rejoice" — is extraordinary precisely because it follows an honest, unflinching inventory of everything that is wrong. He does not skip the listing. He names every failure, every loss, every reason to despair. And then he says "yet."
This is the most durable form of worship: not the spontaneous overflow of gratitude on a good day, but the deliberate, effortful choice to declare God's goodness on a bad one. The Psalms are full of it. Lamentations is built on it. The entire book of Job circles it. This kind of faith is not naive — it has looked directly at the hard thing and decided to trust anyway.
If you are singing this song from a place of genuine harvest — things are good, faith comes easily — sing it as a declaration of what you would hold onto if they weren't. And if you are singing it from a place of barrenness, this song was written for you. The "yet" in the third verse is where the song actually lives.
Habakkuk 3 is the prophet's prayer and song after receiving God's answer to his complaints about injustice. Verses 17-18 list every form of agricultural disaster — complete economic collapse — and then declare praise anyway. It is considered one of the most striking examples of faith in Scripture precisely because it is so honest about what faith is costing the speaker.
Exactly the way Habakkuk did — by naming what is hard, then making the deliberate choice to declare God's goodness anyway. Worship is not primarily a feeling; it is an act of the will. The feelings often follow the act, but they are not required to precede it. Start with the words. Let the heart catch up.
Faith that persists through evidence that argues against it — not by denying the evidence, but by trusting the character of God more than the current circumstances. It is the faith of Job, Habakkuk, Paul in prison, and Jesus in Gethsemane. It is the most mature and durable form of Christian faith, and it is typically only built through seasons of genuine difficulty.
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