Wild Northern Land

The sun breaks through the clouds of dawn

Whispers of the winter wind

Fall across the barren land

Dreams of green

Bring a pleasant smile

To the face of the Northern Wild

 

Joy so great it can’t be lost

Like Jesus dying on His holy cross

Slowly life comes again

To the face of the Northern Wild

Bringing flowers of many colors

And a feeling of outstanding wonder

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