Helga Ve Thetta Ok Hindra All Illska

In silence I stand alone

The creed of iron emerging

I walk in a circle to the north

East, south and west

With the hallowing hammer held high

I recite ancient works

My mind consecrates, sign of the hammer forms

Banishing all influences unholy and impure

My will to the just service of Wotan

Ancient god of my people

I light the sacred fires, hear thee this day

I pay tribute to you, and the high ones

Of the Aesir and the Vanir

Let knowledge of our blood be clearly known

Fire of cleaning, and creation

Embraced by the eternal mysteries

Through thy symbols eternal

I summon thee now

Wisdom and counsel I seek

My ancestors gather around me

My ceremonial drum beats stronger

The evergreen spring I touch

I receive blessings from Thor

Randomly runes appear to guide and protect

Hail the Norns, I feel the blessing of Frigga

I give honour to my fathers and mothers

I hail my brothers and sisters

I embrace my sons and daughters

Drinking from the horn of strength

My sword held high to the sky

I give honour to thee not as many but as one

United in a kindred spirit of our folk