Prayer for the Son of Vanaheim
by Ari
Hail, Frey the Prince of Vanir soil,
Meeting of the sea and earth,
Son of Njord that floats the ships,
Son of She who gave you birth.
Hail, Frey the Good and Loving Son,
At home in realms both blue and green,
The link between opposing forces,
The cord of love that binds between.
Hail, Frey the fertile Lord of Food,
The fish head buried in the soil
That brings the corn to greater heights,
Hail Frey who blesses honest toil.
Hail, Frey the Golden Child that rode
On Njord’s fine decks, in Nerthus’s arms,
Whose smile lit up the Vanic morn,
Who smiling blessed the humblest farm.