I have a bag full of Swedish items from my cousin, a fellow teacher, who died years ago leaving a husband with a room dedicated to her Swedish collection. Last fall, the husband generously, lovingly, let me go through the collection, and tucked away in a peek-a-boo book box I found a Swedish New Testament with an inscription (in Swedish) to my great-grandparents on their wedding date:
So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
13 As a father pities his children,
So the Lord pities those who fear Him.
14 For He knows our frame;
He remembers that we are dust.
15 As for man, his days are like grass;
As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.
16 For the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
And its place remembers it no more.
17 But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting
On those who fear Him,
And His salvation extends to children’s children,
18 To such as keep His covenant,
And to those who remember His commandments to do them.