"For thousands of years, we have gone to sea. We have crafted vessels to carry us and we have called them by name. These ships will nurture and care for us through perilous seas, and so we affectionately call them "SHE." To them we toast, and ask to celebrate, "Fafnir". (Raises glass) Shout, "TO THE SAILORS OF OLD…TO Fafnir." (Everyone sips.)
"The moods of the sea are many, from tranquil to violent. We ask that this ship be given the strength to carry on. The keel is strong and she keeps out the pressures of the sea." (Raise glasses) Shout: "TO THE SEA...TO THE SAILORS OF OLD...TO THE SEA!" (Everybody takes another sip.)
"Today we come to name this lady "Fafnir", and send her to sea to be cared for, and to care for the mates and crew of the Sea Scout Ship 584. We ask the sailors of old and the mood of God that is the sea to accept Fafnir as her name, to help her through her passages, and allow her to return with her crew safely." (Raising glasses) "TO THE SEA...TO THE SAILORS BEFORE US...TO Fafnir.” (Sip)
"Now we will pour champagne over the bow to appease King Neptune, and lay a branch of green leaves on the deck to ensure safe returns."