Blessed Midsummer

On this day, we lift our voice To Sunna’s light, we dance, rejoice. She rides her chariot, fierce and bright, She wakes the land with blazing light. She climbs the sky in golden might, She burns away the dying night. We give her food, we give her flower, Our b***d remembers her shining power. Refrain Hail to Sunna, blazing high, Torch of day across the sky. We hail Baldur, radiant and wise, Whose light stands and rises. The hall is bright where Baldur walks The joy he gives We raise the horn and call his name, For he is light with heart and flame. Hail to Baldur Bringer of honor, strength, and name. The old ways rise in bone and flame, In sacred fire We gather here, as kin, as clan, Beneath the sun, upon the land. The seeds we placed in springtime Now rise in strength, now prove their worth. We dance, we feast, we celebrate The gods are near, The ancestors hear Hail the light, hail the land, Hail the gods on this day We walk this path and ancient ways. Midsummer roars , it will soon fade, But The old ways are within us May your hugr be strong! May your Fylgja follow! May your Hamingja plenty! May your Hamr be unbreakeable! Blessed Midsummer