Hail Ullr!
Hail the great Hunter whose aim is ever true.
The honour is Yours, Noble Master of Ydalir.

Hail Ullr, Winter's Glory, Shining Light of the Yew Dales!
Hail the Great Lord of Ydalir,honourable Bow-God, whose aim is ever true
Thank You Ullr,for giving us the courage to aim towards what we strive for, with true precision.

Hail Ullr, God of the Yew-Dales!
Great honour to the Best of Hunters, the Best of Bow-Men.
Hail to the God of the Northern Lands, the Noble Lord of Winter, the Mighty Master of Ydalir.
May the memory of Your deeds again become known throughout Midgard!

Thank you Ullr

Hail Ullr!
For the hunt and all it entails. I am grateful for your continued blessings as I age. For my sight, a steady hand, a smooth breath and patience. You and the Regin know the hardships of being a soldier/precision rifleman and upholding the virtues, love, duty, honor and respect due our gods and ancestors. I am grateful for your hand on even the hottest summer days… you remain my breath when accuracy means life and death, and I so enjoy the ecstasy of alpine skiing - for which I am grateful as well. A candle for you. May it bring warmth and light, and carry my gratitude to your heart and memory.