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