Patreon Poem/Prayer/Song 71: For Tyr

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This request was made by Emi for Tyr.

Flames lick the sky, Muspel burning bright

The hoary frost loosing the river’s run

Ýmir’s blood bloomed behind You

Your Name brings victory, twice signed on spear and sword

So too the Brothers’ blades were bloodied

Red-marked Runes wrought Their ruin

When the waters receded, rede You gave

Foundations were placed, great posts dug deep

Hófs and walls rose resolute

In council You sat among the Æsir

Your wisdom was worked in law and war

Blessing the holmgang rite and law-rock

Fierce and hungering was the Wolf whelp

By Your hands was He raised on red meat

Loving devotion to the Dire Wolf

When Fenris grew fear could not find You

Though His fangs grew long and maw mighty

You persevered in Your compassion and care

True You stayed to Your Son

Oathing hand given for the biting bind

Tears to the treachery

You teach the truths of legality and loyalty

To each test You bless with bravery

When choice is razor and rock

Yours is wisdom’s edge sliced in stone

Relentless, Your strop hones the hearty

Who seek Your guidance and gift

Týr is the name of surety and severity

Whose echo calls the weapon worthy in war

Who forges mind and magic in Fire and cools them by Ice

Patreon Song/Poem/Prayer 10 -For Týr

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Your quiet countenance takes in the court

Machinations and movements laid bare

Like the sword and spear you wield

Truth cuts through and carves its path

 

Weregild and woe You witness

Wrong repaid and recompense made

Speech You give to the good heart

Who makes clear their case

 

Resolute, You are revered by the lawgiver

Honorable, You are worshiped by warriors

Gentle, You are requested by the wronged

Fierce, You are hailed in the holmgang

 

Your sacrifice saved the Nine Worlds

Your hand for Fenris given as gift for gift

Hýmir and Óðinn’s holy Son

May hails ever be heard by You