Hail be to Lord Osir, father of the plentiful harvest,
God of rebirth and renewal.
As the season of harvest draws to a close,
As the winter approaches,
May remember your death and return.
May we remember the love of Lady Aset,
Our Isis, Queen of All,
Who labored to return life to you,
As our world turns to winter
And we look towards the promised spring.
Hail be to Lord Geb, he who's body is our land.
In your body we grow our bounty,
From your body we recieve our harvest.
To our tables we bring it to feast,
And reforge our bonds with friends and kin.
May we remember the living gods
Who we call our parent planet
And the bond of reciprocity we Must uphold.
Honor be to Lord Geb, father of the soil,
The heartbeat of life.
Reverence be to Lord Ra, king of the heavens.
Under your sun we toil and laugh;
find love and sorrow;
and enjoy all the fruits and tribulations of life.
To your warmth we will cling
in the coming months
And your love and fierce eyes shall protect us.
To loving Ma'at we give honor.
May her feathers guide us to truth,
To a more equitable world,
And create order out of conniving chaos.
