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Woden silent sentinel of war, Once used his awful might as law, But now protects the golden land, Gives strength to each little band Of Farmers, Fishers, Freemen all, Who look above at his form so tall And recognise that fear of might Can only last as long as night. Strengths of purpose is good indeed, And might of mind is all we need To overcome the thought that war Is to be our doom for ever more. Woden, as God of War, Must truly be held in highest awe, But, as Defender of the Meek, His praises we must always speak. Oh Woden, give me the strength of ten, Raise me above lesser men. Now I pledge my life to thee, Forever, and enternity. |