Monotheists have it easy. They never have to ask: Which god?
For the rest of us, things get rather more complicated.
In time of plague, as now, to Whom do you turn?
Well, when you need help, who do you usually ask for assistance? The near-by, those with whom you already have good friendship: kin, friends, neighbors.
In time of epidemic, for protection for you and yours, you turn to your luck-god, Whomever that may be.
(Bear in mind, of course, that intangible protections are always best used in partnership with tangible ones as well.)
But collectively, to Whom do we turn for aid in time of plague?
In the Old Ways, there's no wall of separation between reality and mythology. Let us start with a simple fact: sunlight kills covid.
The Sun sees all things.
The Sun illumines that which is dark.
The Sun (as we may say) slays monsters.
In time of plague, offer to the Sun.
For the speedy illumination of our scientists, our warriors of wisdom, let us all pray mightily.
And let us all say: So mote it be.