As I wonder through the frozen

Landscape of Scandinavia

I am surrounded by

The magnificent creation

Thy nature truly a testimony

Of Thy eternal might

Like a wall, ancient mountains

Rise beyond the endless forests

As a mirror, the cold lakes

Reflect their shadows

Star of the Nordic skies glimpse

In harmony with the heavenly

Symphony of colours

The majestic northern lights



I praise Thee, o Master

For the gift of nature

I praise Thee

For the landscape of Scandinavia

Thou spread snow like wool

And scatter frost like ashes

Thou hurls down Thy hail like morsels

Who can withstand Thy icy blast?

Thou send Thy word and melt them

Thou stir the breeze

And let the water flow



Ancient beasts of the north

Made by Thy hands

In the depths of the Swedish

Wastelands they live

Elks and bears

Kings of the wood

Who would not fear their creator?

Thou have shown me

The beauty of lynx and fox

Their cunning conceived

By Thy wisdom in days of old

I have heard the wolves

Lift their howls of praise heavenwards

While ravens and eagles sour

In the midst of the sky

Proclaiming that the hour has come



For the day of the Lord is near

Soon it is upon us

Verily, I have seen Thy sign

The crimson moonlight