devotional poetry
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Sharpest of Seaxs
O’ Beaduscearp, Tribal Lord, Guide of my ancestors, To you I sharpen my seax, prepared to defend those I hold dear, and protect the beliefs I hold true, to defend the honor of my kin, be they blood or not, and to fight for all peoples.
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The Guilding Light
O’ Sæsteorra Guiding Light, You light the way when the sky begins to bright, Earendil, Guiding Star, You lead me home when I am far, Bring me mirth, joy, and kin, and lead me home from far again.