Incense: Frankincense
And with both of your swift wingd vibrating,
Come, father of rain, with the southern clouds.
Zeus did give you this lofty perogative,
To send the rain-giving clouds from sky to earth.
Hence, we pray to you, O blessed one,
To take delight in our sacifice and send fruit-nourishing rains to mother earth.
Incense: Aromatic Herbs
Begetter of immortal gods and mortal men,
Okeanos who with his waves encircles the earth.
From him come every sea, every river,
And so do the pure and flowing waters of earth's springs.
Hear me, O blessed god and highest divine puifier, the earth's own end,
The pole's beginning, where the ships glide on,
And come, kind and ever gracious to the initiates.
Incense: Aromatic Herbs
Mistress of ever burning and peerless fire, you dwell in the house center.
May you hallow the initiates of these rites and grant them unwithering youth,
Riches, prudence and purity.
You are the home of the blessed gods and men's mighty buttress,
Eternal, many-shaped, beloved and grass-yellow.
Smile, O blessed one, and kindly accept these offerings,
Wafting upon us prosperity and gentle-handed health.
Incense: Opium Poppy
And of every living creature the broad earth nurtures,
For you alone are master of all and you visit all,
Binding their bodies with fetters unforged.
You free us of cares, and, offering sweet respite from toil,
You grant holy solace to our every sorrow.
You save souls by easing them into the thought of death,
Since to Death and Oblivion you are a true brother.
But, O blessed one, I beseech you to come, sweet-tempered,
And kindly save the initiates that they may serve the gods.
Incense: Aromatic Herbs
Messenger of things to come, greatest prophet to mortals.
In the quiet of sweet sleep you come silently, and, speaking to the soul,
You rouse men's minds and in their sleep you whisper to them
The will of the blessed ones.
Silent you come to show the future to silent souls,
That walk the noble path of piety to the gods,
So that always good wins the race to people's minds,
And leads their lives to pleasures enjoyed before evil arrives,
And to respite from suffering..................................
The end to which the pious come is always sweeter,
But to the impious never does a dreamy phantom, a prophet of evil deeds,
Reveal future necessity, so that they find deliverance from pain to come.
But, blessed one, I beg you to show me the behests of the gods,
Aand in all things bring me close to the straight path.
Do not show me evil signs which conduce monstrous deeds.
Incense: Powdered Frankincense
And gives holy time to all ahead of whom you lie.
Your sleep tears the soul free from the body's hold,
When you undo nature's tenacious bonds,
Bringing long and eternal slumber to the living.
Common to all, you are unjust to some,
When you bring a swift end to youthful life at it's peak.
In you alone is the verdict common to all executed,
For to prayers and entreaties you alone are deaf.
But, O blessed one, with sacrifices and pious vows,
I beg you to grant long life, that old age might be a noble prize among men.
