The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.@Psalm 19:1
Charles V. Pilcher (1879–1960)

Valdimar Briem, 1886 (Hve dryalegur er Drottinn); translated from Icelandic to English by Charles V. Pilcher (1879–1961).

Blomstertid Swedish Koralbok, 1697 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Valdimar Briem (1848–1930)

How marvelous God’s greatness,
How glorious His might!
To this the world bears witness
In wonders day and night.
In form of flower and snowflake,
In morn’s resplendent birth,
In afterglow at even,
In sky and sea and earth.

Each tiny floweret whispers
The great life-giver’s name;
The mighty mountain masses
His majesty proclaim;
The hollow vales are hymning
God’s shelter for His own;
The snow-capped peaks are pointing
To God’s almighty throne.

The ocean’s vast abysses
In one grand psalm record
The deep mysterious counsels
And mercies of the Lord;
The icy waves of winter
Tre thundering on the strand,
E’en grief’s chill stream is guided
By God’s all-gracious hand.

The starry hosts are singing
Through all the light-strewn sky
Of God’s majestic temple
And palace courts on high;
When in these outer chambers
Such glory gilds the night,
What the transcendent brightness
Of God’s eternal light!