'I went to rest on
Christmas evening
'Raised up was I into cloud filled heights, thrown down into the depths of ocean'
'The thorny bushes' wide wide field'
'I came to the bridge of Gjaller'
'My mouth filled up with earth'
'The ice masses'
'And God's own holf mother'
'And God alone can know, how much of sorrowing I saw'
'How witches wrought their evil working'
The Prince of Hell upon his coal black stallion...There rode ahead St. Michael'
'Their tears ran down in rivers'
'Thus speaks the voice of conscience