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.
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To Krios
All praise to great Krios who stands in the south,
son of the sky and the good green earth,
beloved of ocean-born Eurybia,
with whom you guide the sailor’s course.
O Krios of the starlit skies,
O master of each constellation,
lord of the passing of the year,
measurer of month and moon,
Krios who knows the paths we walk, who knows
our tales before they are told, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Krios,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Theia
All praise to fair Theia, O far-shining goddess,
daughter of heaven and great-hearted earth,
companion of watchful and wary Hyperion,
mother of Eos who greets each day’s breaking,
of wise sun-crowned Helios and dark-haired Selene.
Yours is the might that grants gold its glitter,
that lends its light to each precious gem.
O Theia, O granter of vision and foresight,
mistress of the bright blue heavens,
O Theia, O goddess, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Theia,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Hyperion
All praise to Hyperion, vigilant god,
son of the sky and the broad, blessed earth,
father of sun and night-shining moon,
father of each day’s new dawning,
wise and watchful light of the heavens,
clear-sighted master of all the year’s days,
you know the travels of the stars,
you know the ways of the passing tides.
O god who sees and understands all things,
Hyperion of ancient might, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Hyperion,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Phoebe
All praise to bright Phoebe, far-seeing, fore-seeing,
mother of Leto who bore clever Artemis
and Apollo who keeps the oracles.
O Phoebe who lifts the shifting veil,
who grants to us the gift of sight,
whose hand it is that throws the bones,
I pray to you for clarity, for wisdom
and for insight, teach me to scry
and read what is hidden, help me to know
true vision from false. I call to you,
I honor you, good and gracious Phoebe,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Coeus
All praise to Coeus, deep-minded and wise,
son of the earth and the far-reaching sky,
beloved of Phoebe, shining bright,
father of Leto and farseeing Asteria.
Northmost upholder of all the heavens,
challenger, questioner, seeker of truth,
god of the intellect, god of the mind,
granter of reason, of judgement, of sense,
friend of the scholar and the sage, of science
and philosophy, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Coeus,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Tethys
All praise to wise Tethys, great goddess of seas,
daughter of earth and star-strewn sky,
companion of bountiful Oceanos,
mother of sea nymphs and river gods.
Gentle goddess, nourisher of the young,
help of the helpless, friend of the caregiver
and the nurse, guide of those lost at sea,
teacher and counsel of unsurpassed Hera,
Tethys, mistress of the tides, mistress
of the waterflow, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Tethys,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Oceanos
All praise to Oceanos, great god of the deep,
lord of the waves, the currents, the tides.
Beloved of Tethys who brought forth the rain-clouds,
father of river-gods, father of nymphs,
yours are the fountains and sweet-water springs,
the healthful baths that steam and churn,
the wells from which we draw our drink,
the rains that bring green fields and fruited trees.
O Oceanos, ancient one, O great one
of the Titan gods, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Ocean,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Rhea
All praise to Rhea, bright queen of the heavens,
great and mighty among the immortal gods.
Mother of many, saviour of your children,
O Rhea who wears the high-towered crown,
whose rites ring out with a joyful sound,
who is honored by dancers, by seekers
of solace and delight, O gentle goddess
who eases our sorrows, our troubles, our pains,
O lady of the lions, enthroned in glory,
worshipped in temple and in wood, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Rhea,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
To Kronos
All praise to wise Kronos, lord of the Golden Age,
son of the earth and the far-reaching sky.
Father you are of monsters and gods, father
of the gifts of the land, the golden grain,
the heavy-fruited trees. Bearer of the sickle,
Wielder of the scythe, yours it is to reap
what is sown, to harvest what is ready and ripe.
Kronos of the ancient feast, the temple broad
and strong, Kronos of Elysium, who wards
the best of humankind, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Kronos,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.
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