Hail to thee great Tyr,
King of kings, lord of lords,
Giver of law, wielder of the measure,
We ask you to fill this worthy body
To possess and control this thy servant,
for the great task of justice ahead,
fill him with your might and courage,
let this injustice end,
strike down this wrong that fills our friends,
let the judgement be made,
let the might of your single arm prevail as right is won and justice done.


Tyr, we call upon you
you who was called the irmin got
you who was the waltant got
you who are the star
you who are the warder of heavens realms
you who are the warder of man
we call upon you on this fair day
to live and breathe in this fair form
for the time has come for you to act
to free mankind, to free your kinsmen
from the chains that bind
and the ills that strike down the warriors bold
be here now, your might prevail!
Tiwaz! Tiwaz! Tiwaz!

Tyr, God of war
Tyr, Strong and noble Lord
Tyr, wolfs bane
Tyr, who lost his hand in sacrifice
come, come now fill these bones
move this body
you who feared not the wolf
you were the bravest of them all
fill this mind with victory to come
Tyr, ruler of the temple
Tyr, God of justice
Tyr, warlord God of truth
call up your warriors, draw your mighty sword
the time for battle is upon us
come, come, strike true
smite our enemies
your kin call upon you.