ingwe
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O’ Ingwe-Frea, Great God of Abundance, Come to me in my time of need. Wrap me in your cloak of leaves, and leave my with nothing else I need. Bless me with gold, so that I may grow, and keep my spirit strong. O’ Ingwe-Frea, I call to you, to make my life the better.
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O’ Splendid God, Riding upon your golden boar, I make my offerings in your name. Gathered from the green, making new seeds grow, I call to you, Ingwe-Frea. With sickle in hand, you reap the harvest, after your bounty grows. With you by my side, I know I’ll do well, and know I’ll always be…
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O’ Ing, Fertile Lord, Sower of the Seeds, You helped me gather till my fields, and plant the seeds of my growing masculinity. You stood by my side as I deligently watered, cared, and tended my growing crop. Now, as hair grows on my face, and my voice deepens, you stand by my side, guiding…
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Eowend, Virility, You fill my soul with fertile seeds, taking root in my Feorþ, helping me grow, upward, upward, into something new and true. True to my heart, to my Hyge and Myne, reshaping my Lic, to match the Hama and Hiw inside. Hail to you, Ingwe-Frea, Swīnen, for one day too, shall I be…
