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Nu falmer skoven

11/29/2021

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1. Nu falmer skoven trindt om land,
og fuglestemmen daler
alt flygted storken over strand
ham følger viltre svaler.

2.  Hvor marken bølger nys som guld
med aks og vipper bolde,
der ser man nu kun sorten muld
og stubbene de golde.

3. Men i vor lade, på vor lo,
der har vi nu Guds gaver,
dervirksomhed og velstand gro
i tøndemål af traver.

4. Og han, som vokse lod på jord
e blonde aks og vipper,
han bliver hos os med sit ord,
det ord, som aldrig glipper.

5. Ham takker alle vi med sang
for alt, hvad han har givet,
for hvad han vokse lod i vang,
for ordet og for livet.

6. Da over os det hele år
sin fred han lyser gerne,
og efter vinter kommer vår
med sommer, korn og kerne.

7. Og når engang på Herrens bud
vort timeglas udrinder,
en evig sommer hos vor Gud
i Paradis vi finder.

8. Da høste vi, som fugle nu,
der ikke så og pløje;
da komme aldrig mer i hu
vi jordens strid og møje.

9. For høsten her og høsten hist
vor Gud ske lov og ære,
som ved vor Herre Jesus Krist
vor Fader ville være!

10. Hans Ånd, som alting kan og ved,
i disse korte dage
med tro og håb og kærlighed
til Himlen os ledsage!

N.F.S. Grundtvig, 1844


1. The leaves are falling everywhere
And now the feathered legions
That filled with song the summer air
Have left for milder regions.

2. Where waving fields of golden grain
Have filled the hearts with gladness
There only stubbles now remain,
As marks of death and sadness.

3. But we have stored the gifts of God
In barns and bins o’erflowing.
And winter brings no anxious thought
As chilly winds are blowing.

4. For He who feeds the roaming bird
And clothes the fading flower
Is ever near us. with His word,
The word of life and power.

5. To Him we all give thanks and praise
For everything He gave us,
For harvest joy and all good days,
for what He does to save us.

6. He sends His peace the year around:
Through winter days depressing,
Through spring and summer, harvest-crowned,
He sends the word of blessing.

7. And when our day on earth is done
We find beyond the river
A world where God is shield and sun
And summer dwells forever.

8. Then as the birds beneath the skies
That fear not for the morrow
We reap the fruits of Paradise
Forgetting toil and sorrow.

9. For harvest here and harvest there
To God we bring thanksgiving
Who would with us His heaven share
As Father of the Living.

S. D. Rodholm, A Harvest of Song: Translations and Original Lyrics, (Des Moines: Committee on Publications of the American Evangelical Lutheran Church, 1953), 82-83.
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