If you wish to see God’s wonders,
The trace of his eternal wisdom,
Only descend into the horrors of the depths
Without fear and trepidation.
 
Look upon the subterranean cathedrals,
And the columns of basalt,
Where neither the glow of light nor scents
But only night and dread flow about you.
 
Even if the heart may pound at first
Because of the horrid nearness of death,
Even if dread, too, comes a-creeping,
Paling your cheek to snow[,]
 
Only courageously onward through night and vapours,
Only boldness carves a path for itself.
And faith is the thread
That can lead you to your goal.
 
Do not tremble, however wildly and more wildly
Convoluted the labyrinth becomes,
And causes images, never seen before,
To pass before your startled eyes.
 
Let the wild waters roar,
And let the vapours go their way.
Leave the depths to their horrors
And the chasms to their deception.
 
Only pass confidently ever onward
Through the wonders of this night.
For He who is your guide
Created all these wonders.