Answer us, O Ancient Horned
One,
Provender and power are Thine.
Hear and answer, Gracious Goddess,
Grant us laughter, wit and wine.
Descent on us, O Thou of blessings,
Come among us, make us glad.
Since
thou art chief of our creation
Why, O why should we be sad?
Beam on us, O joyous Bacchus
Banish
heavy hearted hate
Accept our craft, O Greatest Mother
Let cheerful brightness be our fate.
SO MOTE IT BE