The Charge of the God

I am the radiant King of the Heavens,

flooding the Earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden

seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation.

I lift my shining spear to light the lives of all beings

and daily pour forth my golden rays upon the Earth,

putting to flight the powers of darkness.

I am the spirit of all beasts wild and free.

I run with the stag and soar as a sacred falcon against the shimmering sky.

The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers,

the birds of the air sing of my sanctity.

I am the harvest, offering up grain and fruits beneath

the sickle of time so that all may be nourished.

For without planting there can be no harvest;

without winter there can be no spring.

I am the thousand named son of Creation.

Know that by all names I am the same.

The spirit of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest.

See in the yearly cycle of festivals my birth, death, and rebirth

and know that such is the destiny of all creation.

I am the spark of life, the radiant Sun, the giver of peace and rest.

I send my rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.

 

~ Author Unknown ~  This version is similar to Aleister Crowley’s Hymn to Pan, 1929

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