Modersvingen - Carola

Nu vill jag sjunga om modersvingen,

som mig betäcker i nödens strid.

Nu vill jag vila vid moders hjärtat,

där blir jag stilla, där får jag frid.

Det modershjärtat har ej sin like,

i trofast kärlek det ser jag nog!

Vem fattar höjden, vem mäter djupet,

utav den kärlek som för oss dog?

Ty jag vill glömma all livets smärta,

all tidens oro, all jordens ve

och tyst mig gömma blott vid det hjärta,

vars nåd och huldhet jag nu fått se.

Det modershjärtat har ej sitt like,

i trofast kärlek det ser jag nog!

Vem fattar höjden, vem mäter djupet,

utav den kärlek som för oss dog?

Det modershjärtat har ej sitt like,

i trofast kärlek det ser jag nog!

Vem fattar höjden, vem mäter djupet,

utav den kärlek som för oss dog?

Now I want to sing about the mother swing,

which covers me in the battle of need.

Now I want to rest at the mother's heart,

there I will be still, there I will have peace.

That mother's heart has no equal,

in faithful love I see it enough!

Who measures the height, who measures the depth,

out of the love that died for us?

For I want to forget all the pain of life,

all the worries of the time, all the woe of the earth

and silently hide me only at that heart,

whose grace and kindness I have now seen.

The mother's heart has no equal,

in faithful love I see it enough!

Who measures the height, who measures the depth,

out of the love that died for us?

The mother's heart has no equal,

in faithful love I see it enough!

Who measures the height, who measures the depth,

out of the love that died for us?