All praise to ancient and mighty Iapetos,
son of Ouranos and broad-bosomed Ge,
beloved of Clymene who grants all renown,
father of Atlas who upholds the sky,
father of he who befriends humankind.
O great one who grants us our span of years,
whose gift it is that spurs our will,
who makes us to strive and to succeed,
O god of mortals, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Iapetos,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.