The forest sounds with cedars breaking
From the depths a song is rising
Now it's rising from the ground
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord
The mighty mountains now are trembling
Creation sees you and starts composing
The fields and trees they start rejoicing
And now it's rising from the ground
Now it's rising from the ground
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord
Holy, holy, holy, holy Lord