An invocation I wrote for a private ritual, Winter Solstice 2021.
We call you, Ýrungr
Master of Magic, Lord of Life!
Divine force of vivifying ecstasy,
Vital force of vital forces
Enliven and excite us to great works of sorcery
You, the great begetting power
We surrender to you, the primal stream!
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Rúnatýr, Hangi
Who thirsting for all wisdom, all power
Sacrificed himself on the tree Yggdrasil
Fertilized and fertilizing, transmitted and inspiring word
Grant us your insight, oh Vakr, oh traveler!
The sharp and the cunning please you
Grant us the foresight to outwit our enemies!
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Váfuðr, wanderer
Flying fast upon eight-legged Sleipnir
Hugin and Minin by your sides
You travel between the realms of the living and the dead
The howling of Geri and Freki delight you
Destroy all barriers
Grant us the power to outwit death
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Alfadir, ruler of all
You smile upon wise kings and cunning thieves alike
Raw, unhindered power excites you
You inspire the devious, the creative, the ambitious
To seize power and to rule with great magic
Grant us the spark of inspiration
Bless us with the knowledge and foresight to maintain power.
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Viðurr, killer, slayer
Unleash within us torrents of vital, devious power
Until vivifying ecstasy is all that remains
With raw, chaotic, unceasing frenzy
May we lose ourselves in the delight of slaying
May the power of wolves possess us
And all other cunning predators who delight you!
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Galdraföðr, father of magical songs
Who with cunning stole the Mead of Poetry
Overflowing verses please you
Cunning serpentine tongues delight you
May our words conjure, evoke, release
Unlock the hidden powers concealed in matter
To serve us and dissolve us in love and ecstasy
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
We call you, Draugadróttinn, lord of the undead
You who travel with ease between here and the underworld
Watchful of Fenrir, you amass great armies
In anticipation of Ragnarok
Presiding masterfully over Valhalla,
You raise the dead and strike down the living as you please
Grant us long life without regret and swift, painless death
ALL: We adore you, Woðanaz! Master of ecstasy!
ALL CHANT: Woðanaz ver kallthor!
