Tíðin rennur */ **Time passes*/ 1892 by/ */Fríðrikur Petersen (1853-1917)./** *Time passes like a flowing river. We are all drifting without oars towards the waterfall. Who has the will and power to lead my little boat safely to the heavenly shore. Onward, in the name of the Lord, I am sailing my little boat. The heavenly shore is in front of my bow.