Agathos Daimon

The good spirit is typically honored on the second day of each Hellenistic month with libations of unmixed wine. Veneration of the agathos daimon is part of simple, rustic household worship as opposed to the more elaborate worship of Olympians. Orphic hymn number 72 (to the daimon) is generally believed to be a hymnn to the entity but I’ve included other invocations to the good spirit.



-Formula used to invoke the Agathos Daimon

“Rejoice with me, You who are set over the East Wind and the World, for whom all the Gods serve as Body-Guards at Your Good Hour and on Your Good Day, You who are the Agathos Daimon of the World, the Crown of the Inhabited World, You who arise from the Abyss, You who Each Day rise a Young Man and set an Old Man, HARPENKNOUPHI BRINTANTE’- NO’PHRI BRISSKYLMAS AROURZORBOROBA MESINTRIPHI NIPTOUMI CHMOUMMAO’PHI.”
-Greek Magical Papyri

“Come to me you from the four winds god ruler of all who have breathed spirits into men for life master of the good things in the world.
Hear me lord whose hidden name is ineffable. The daimons hearing it are terrified – the name barbareich arsemphemphrothou – and of it the sun, of it the earth, hearing, rolls over, Hades hearing, is shaken; rivers, sea, lakes, springs, hearing, are frozen, rocks hearing it are split.
Heaven is your head; ether, body, earth, feet and the water around you ocean.
O Agathos Daimon you are the lord, the begetter and nourisher and increaser of all.”
-Greek Magical Papyri


“May I have every grace, all accomplishment, for with Thee is the bringer of good, the messenger standing by the side of Tyche.”
– Magic Papyri

The Primordial God Aion

Aion is the primordial god of eternity who shouldn’t be conflated Chronos whose domain is linear time. Aion is a highly esoteric deity who doesn’t have an orphic hymn, to compensate here are invocations to the god of eternity compiled from the PGM. Worship of this god was more associated with the mystery cults than mainstream religious practice.


Prayer to Aion

“Hither to me. King, I call you God of Gods, might, boundless, undefiled, indescribably, firmly established Aion. Be inseparable from me from this day forth through all the time of my life.”
-Demotic spell

Alternate version

“Hither to me. King, I call you God of Gods, might, boundless, undefiled, indescribably, firmly established Aion. (statement here)”
-Demotic spell

Hymns to Aion

“I call upon thee that didst create the earth and bones and all flesh and all spirit, that didst establish the sea and that shakest the heavens, that didst divide the light from the darkness, the great regulative mind, that disposest everything, eye of the world, spirit of spirits, god of gods, the lord of the spirits, the immoveable Aeon, Iao hear my voice.”

“Come to me!
You who are master above the earth and below the earth, who look to the west
and the east and gaze upon the south and the north, O master of all, Aion of Aions!
You are the ruler of the universe, Ra, Pan, 271 (h)arpenchnoubi / brintate-
nophri briskylma arouzar bamesen kriphi niptoumi chmoumaophi
oyoieea er.”
-Greek Magical Papyri

“Hail, entire system of the acrid spirit,LSY PHOWOA. Hail, spirit who extends from heaven to earth, ERDENEU, and from earth which is in the middle chamber of the / universe unto the borders of the abyss, MEREMOGGA.’~’ Hail, spirit who enters into me, convulses me, and leaves me kindly according to the will of god, 1013 ZANOPHIE. / Hail, beginning and end of the immovable naNre, DORYGLAOPHON. Hail, revolution of untiring service by heavenly bodies, ROGYEU ANAMI PELEGEON ADAKA EIOPH. Hail, radiance of thc universe subordinate / to the solar ray, IEO YEO IAS AI EOY OEI. Hail, orb of the night-illuminating, unequdy shining moon, A10 RBMA R~DOUOPLA. Hail, ail spirits of the acrid images i ROMIDOUE AGANASOU OTHAUA. Hail to those to whom the greeting is given with blessing, to brothers and sisters, to holy men and holy women. 0 great, greatest, round, incomprehensible figure of the universe, heavenly ENROCHESYEL; / in heaven, PELETHEU; of ether, IOGARAA; in the ether, THOPYLEO DARDY; watery, IOEDES; earthy, PERBPHIA; fiery, APHTHALYA; windlike, IOIE Ed AYA; luminous, UPIE; dark-looking, 1 IEPSERIA; shining with heavenly tight, ADAMAU~R; moist, fiery, and cold spirit.1 glorify you, god of gods, the one who brought order to the universe, AREO PIEUA; the one who gathered together the abyss at the invisible foundation of its position, PERO MYSEL / o PENTONAX; the one who separated heaven and earth and covered the heaven with eternal, golden wings, RODERY OYOA; the one who fixed the earth on eternal foundations, ALEIOOA; the onc who hung up I the ether high above the earth, AIE OE IOYA; the one who scattered the air with self-moving breezes, OIE OYO; the one who put the water roundabout, OBPELYA; the one who raises up hurricanes, ORISTHAUA; I the one who thunders, THEPHICHYONEL; the one who hurls lightnings, OURBNES; the one who rains, osIORNI PHEUGALGA; the one who shakes, PERATONEL; the one who produces living creatures, APZSIGYLOA; the god of the Aions; you are great, lord, god, rulcr of theMI, ARCHIZ~ / NYON TH&NAR METHOR PARY PHEZOR THAPSAMYDO MAKOMI CHBLOPSA.”
-PGM IV. 1115-66

“I call on you, who are greater than all, the creator of all, you, the self-begotten, who see all and are not seen. For you gave Helios the glory and all the power, Selene [the privilege] to wax and wane and have fixed courses, yet you took nothing from the earlier-born darkness, but apportioned things so that they should be equal. For when you appeared, both order arose and light appeared. All things are subject to you, whose true form none of the gods can see; who change into all forms. You are invisible, Aion of Aion. ”
–PGM XIII. 1-343

“I praise you, the one and blessed of the eons and / father of the
world, with cosmic prayers. Come to me, you who filled the whole universe with
air, who hung up the fire from the [heavenly] water and separated the earth from
the water. Pay attention, form, spirit, / earth and sea, to a word from the one who is wise concerning divine Necessity, and accept my words as fiery darts, because I am a man, the most beautiful creature of the god in heaven, made out of spirit, / dew, and earth. ”
-Greek Magical Papyri

“Hail, whole cosmos of the aerial Spirit, ΦΩΓΑΛΩΑ
Hail, Spirit who extends from heaven unto earth, ΕΡΔΗΝΕΥ
Hail, Spirit who extends from earth which is in the middle of the cosmos unto the ends of the abyss, ΜΕΡΕΜΩΓΓΑ
Hail, Spirit who enters into me, convulses me, and leaves me kindly according to the will of God, ΙΩΗ ΖΑΝΩΦΙΕ
Hail, beginning and end of nature that cannot be moved, ΔΩΡΥΓΛΑΟΦΩΝ
Hail, revolution of untiring service by heavenly bodies, ΡΩΓΥΕΥ ΑΝΑΜΙ ΠΕΛΗΓΕΩΝ ΑΔΑΡΑ ΕΙΩΦ
Hail, radiance of the cosmos subordinate to the rays of the Sun, ΙΕΟ ΥΗΩ ΙΑΗ ΑΙ ΗΩΥ ΟΕΙ
Hail, orb of the night-illuminating, unequally shining Moon, ΑΙΩ ΡΗΜΑ ΡΩΔΟΥΩΠΙΑ
Hail, all spirits of the aerial images, ΡΩΜΙΔΟΥΗ ΑΓΑΝΑΣΟΥ ΩΘΑΥΑ
Hail to those whom the greeting is given with blessing, to brothers and sisters, to holy men and holy women!
O great, greatest, round, incomprehensible figure of the cosmos,
of heaven ΕΝΡΩΧΕΣΥΗΛ
in heaven ΠΕΛΗΘΕΥ
of the ether ΙΩΓΑΡΑΑ
in the ether ΘΩΠΥΛΕΟ ΔΑΡΔΥ
of water ΙΩΗΔΕΣ
of earth ΠΕΡΗΦΙΑ
of fire ΑΦΘΑΛΥΑ
of air ΙΩΙΕ ΗΩ ΑΥΑ
of light ΑΛΑΠΙΕ
of darkness ΙΕΨΕΡΙΑ
shining with celestial light ΑΔΑΜΑΛΩΡ
moist, dry, hot, and cold Spirit!
I glorify you, God of gods,
the one who brought order to the cosmos, ΑΡΕΩ ΠΙΕΥΑ
the one who gathered together the abyss at the invisible foundation of its position, ΠΕΡΩ ΜΥΣΗΛ Ο ΠΕΝΤΩΝΑΞ
the one who separated heaven and earth and covered the heaven with eternal, golden wings ΡΩΔΗΡΥ ΟΥΩΑ
the one who fixed the earth on eternal foundations ΑΛΗΙΟΩΑ
the one who hung up the ether high above the earth ΑΙΕ ΩΗ ΙΟΥΑ
the one who scattered the air with self-moving breezes ΩΙΕ ΟΥΩ
the one who put the water roundabout ΩΡΗΠΗΛΥΑ
the one who raises up hurricanes ΩΡΙΣΘΑΥΑ
the one who thunders ΘΕΦΙΧΥΩΝΗΛ
the one who hurls lightning ΟΥΡΗΝΕΣ
the one who rains ΟΣΙΩΡΝΙ ΦΕΥΓΑΛΓΑ
the one who shakes ΠΕΡΑΤΩΝΗΛ
the one who produces living creatures ΑΡΗΣΙΓΥΛΩΑ
the God of the Aiōns!
You are great, Lord, God, Ruler of the All!
-Greek magical papyri

Sacred Hymns

This post features a wealth of invocations from the Greek Magical Papyri as well as hymns to nymphs.



“Father of Arms and first in warlike might
Be still propitious in the fields of fight
So from the combat and blood battened plain
May Aphrodite clasp thee firmly in her chain
Thy sparkling eyes a keener lustre shed
Than the bright steel that glitters on thy head
Thou shinest afar conspicuous by thy crest
Helm on thy brow and corslet on thy breast
Not that thou fearest the weapons of thy foes
But armour grace and dignity bestows
And when thou strikest the circle of thy shield
Earth groans and trembles waves of ocean yield”
-Claudian, Selections from the Latin Anthology


“O Tethys! Agemate and bedmate of Okeanos, ancient as the world, nurse of commingled waters, selfborn, loving mother of children”
-Nonnus, Dionysiaca


“Hail, O Lord, Great Power, Great Might,
King, Greatest of gods,
Helios, the Lord of heaven and earth,
God of gods: mighty is your breath; mighty is your strength”

“Hail, fire’s dispenser, world’s far-seeing king,
0 Helios, with noble steeds, the eye
Of Zeus which guards the earth, all-seeing one,
Who travel lofty paths, 0 gleam divine,
Who move, through the heaven, bright, unattainable,
Born long ago, unshaken, with a headband
Of gold, wearing a disk mighty with fire,
With gleaming breastplate, winged one, untiring
With golden reins, coursing a golden path,
And you who watch, encircle, hear all men.
For you day’s flames that bring the light give birth
To Dawn, and as you pass the midmost pole,
Behind you rosy-ankled Sunrise goes
Back to her home in grief; in front, Sunset
Meets you and leads your team of fire-fed steads
Down into Ocean Night darts down in flight
From heaven whenever she hears the crack of whip
That strikes with force around the horses’ flanks”


“Laurel Apollo’s holy plant of presage,
Whose leaves the scepter-bearing lord once tasted
And sent forth songs himself, Ieios,
Renowned Paian, who live in Kolophon,
Give heed to holy song. And quickly come
To earth from heaven and converse.
Stand near and from ambrosian lips inspire
My songs; come,lord of song, yourself; renowned
Ruler of song. Hear, blessed one, heavy
In wrath and stern. Now, Titan, hear our voice,
Unfailing one, do not ignore. Stand here,
Speak presage to a suppliant from your
Ambrosian mouth, quickly, all-pure Apollo.”


Hymn to the primordial god.

“Chaos was generated first, and then
The wide-bosomed Earth, the ever stable seat of all
The Immortals that inhabit the snowy peaks of Olympus,
And the dark aerial Tartarus in the depths of the permeable Earth,
And Eros, the fairest of the immortal Gods,
That relaxes the strength of all, both gods and men,
And subjugates the mind and the sage will in their breasts.
From Chaos were generated Erebus and black Night,
And from Night again were generated Ether and Day,
Whom she brought forth, having conceived from the embrace of Erebus.
And Earth first produced the starry Heaven equal to herself,
That it might inclose all things around herself.”


“I call thee Hermes, immortal god, who cuttest a furrow down Olympus and who presidest over the sacred boat, O!”


“The god of love I sing
Who garlands bears of many – coloured flowers ;
Hearts ever conquering,
Mightiest of masters, subtle power of powers,
Thou rul’st the gods and all
Mortals thy wiles enthrall.”


An invocation to the nymphs of evening.

“Ye queens divine, so fair and
kind, be gracious, whether ye are counted amongst the
goddesses of heaven, or those of earth, or are called the
nymphs that tend the sheep-fold ; come, maidens, holy
race of Oceanus, appear to us face to face, and show us at
our desire some fount of water gushing from the rock, or
some holy stream bubbling up from the earth, whereat,
goddesses, to quench the thirst, that parches us un-
ceasingly. And if we come again some day o’er the sea to
the land of Achsea, then will we offer you gladly countless
gifts amongst the first of goddesses, with drink-offerings
and rich feasts.”


“‘O you bright sky of heaven, you swift-winged breezes, you
river-waters, and infinite laughter of the waves of sea, O universal
mother Earth, and you, all-seeing orb of Helios, to you I call!”
-Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound


Nemea is an individual Nymph, this hymn is probably only of use to
people who live near the Greek location that bears her name.

“Nemea, noblest by far of verdant glades, chosen seat of Jove, not
even the toils of Hercules wert thou more cruel, when he strangled the
furious monster’s shaggy neck, and throttled the breath within its
swollen limbs. So far let it suffice thee to have vexed thy people’s
enterprise. And thou, whom no suns are wont to tame, O horned one, so
lavish of never failing waters, flow with prosperous current, from
whatsoever storehouse thou settest free thy cooling springs,
immortally replenished; for hoary Winter pours not out for thee her
laid-up snows, nor doth the rainbow shed waters stolen from another
fount, nor do the pregnant storm-clouds of Corus show thee favour, but
thou flowest all thine own, and no star can overcome thee or destroy.
Thee neither Ladon, Apollo’s river, shall surpass, nor either Xanthus,
nor threatening Spercheus, nor Lycormas of Centaur’s fame; thee will I
celebrate in peace, thee beneath the very cloud of war, and at the
festal banquet, ay, honour thee next to Jove himself – so but thou
gladly receive our triumphing arms, and again be pleased to give the
welcome of thy streams to our tired warriors, and recognize of thy
grace the host thou once didst save.”


“Send Eirene with her prosperity to men! And in the market let him set
Themis up, requiter of good deeds : and, beside her, Dike, who leaps
up like a tiger at once in anger at the deeds of men upon whom she
looks–even them who provoke the gods and turn their commandments
aside, and such as treat their feeble parents with arrogance, scorning
the counsel of the living and the dead; or sin against the hospitable
feast and the table of Zeus.”
-Euphorion of Chalcis

“O scepter-bearing leader of the muses
Giver of life, come now to me, come quickly To earth Ieios,
Hair wreathed with ivy
And Phoibos with ambrosian mouth give voice
To song Hail fire’s guard ARARACHCHARA EPHTHISIKERE and hail Morai three
Klotho and Atropos and Lachis too I call you who are great in heaven airlike
Supreme ruler you whom all nature serves
Who dwell throughout the whole inhabited world”

“May Jove, the Almighty, with his own right hand
Guard and uphold this happy town and land !
With all the glorious blessed Gods above !
And may the bright Apollo guide and move
My voice and fancy, cunningly to carp
In songs accordant to the pipe and harp !
When, after solemn rites of sacrifice,
At feasts and banquets, freely we devise
Of mirth and pastime ; banishing afar
All fears of Persia and her threatened war ;
With joyous airy songs of merry verse,
Quaffing and chanting «May we ne’er be worse »
But better; if a better thing can be,
Than thus to live at ease, cheerful and free ;
While far remote, no fears our thoughts engage,
Of death approaching, or disastrous age. ”


“Hesychia, kind goddess of peace, daughter of Justice
and lady of the greatness of cities:
you who hold the high keys of wars and of councils,
accept for Aristomenes this train of Pythian victory.
For you understand, in strict measure of season,
deeds of gentleness and their experience likewise.
And you, when one fixes anger without pity fast in his heart,
are stern to encounter the strength of the hateful ones,
and sink pride in the bilge.
-Pindar – Pythian Ode 8

To the Gods

“Let this be a hearth for Zeus the savior. Let this be a hearth for Zeus the olympian. let this be a hearth for Zeus of mount Kasios. Let this be a hearth for Zeus the hospitable. Let this be a hearth for Zeus of the Capitoline. Let this be a hearth for Zeus. Let this be a hearth for Zeus the sender of all omninous voices; for Hera the all powerful; for Hera who presides over marriage; for Athena Nike; for Athena; for Ares for Aphrodite, for the Graces, for Poseidon the securer, for Poseidon of the sea, for Poseidon the earth mover; for the nile and earth, all nurturing Kornos the great god, for Rhea mother of gods, for Demeter and Kore, fruit bearing goddesses, for Hades, for Persephone the beautiful child; for Apollo leader of the muses; for Artemis, the light bringer, for Hermes; for Herakles gloriously triumphant; for the Dioscuri the manifest, for the Olympian muses, for the Pierian muses; for the Helikonian muses; for the Helikonian, for Asclepius, for Hephaistos of many crafts, for Dionysus the chorus leader; for Zeus the deliverer; for Alexander the founder, for all gods and goddesses, let this this be a hearth for all the Romans. Let this be a hearth for the Alexandrians. Let this be a hearth for the Ptolemaians of the Arsinoite nome. Let this be a hearth for all friends and allies. Pray health, good and beautiful children, piety, prosperity, fertility of the fields, riches, peace concord and all the other blessings for now and forever. ”
-Karanis papyri
This would work well as a temple consecration liturgy

Classical Pagan Hymns

Enjoy this set of ancient liturgical invocations, perfect for diversifying your practice.


Peitho can be interpreted as the minor goddess of persuasion, seduction or as an epithet of Aphrodite.

“Queenly Season of Youth, herald of the divine embraces of Aphrodite,
you who rest in the eyes of young girls and boys, and carry one man in
the gentle arms of compulsion, but handle another man differently.”



“Ring your coiffured hair with Actium’s laurels, Eirene; be present,
and gentle the whole world. Let there be no enemies, no cause for
triumph; you’ll give our leaders more glory than war. Let the soldier
bear arms only to smother arms, and fierce trumpets blast nothing but


“Before the mighty Gods that rule the world
from high Olympus’ snowy peak were born,
Saturnus was the king of all the Gods
and Ops, His sister, was His wife and queen.
But when the time had come to yield His throne
in favor of a younger God, His son,
then Father Saturn would not step aside.
A fight ensued between the old and new,
Till Jove had thrown Saturnus from the sky.
He tumbled down to Earth, and with His wife
He made a ship and sailed to this, our land.
He taught the people many useful arts,
to save the seeds and sow them in the ground,
so we need never have to search for food.
He showed us how to breed our animals
so we might always have their meat and fur,
so they would help to plow the fertile Earth.
Saturnus first taught folk to strike bright coins
from shining silver, glittering gold and bronze.
He showed how money might be put away,
and saved, and put to use another day.
In these and other ways Saturnus made
our lives much easier and free.
His happy reign was called the Golden Age,
when there was food enough for everyone,
and people shared the bounty that they had,
and no one ever stole or fought or lied.
But when the end had come to Saturn’s reign,
He wisely chose to set aside His crown.
He sailed away beyond the Northern Wind,
to Hyperborea, where He now sleeps,
upon a hidden island at the Pole,
where He awaits another Golden Age.”
-Saturnalia by Macrobius


This deity is the minor Olympian god of wealth and associated with his
mother Demeter. Plutus is more associated with an abundance of agricultural products then money: this hymn can help you complete a liturgy for eleusinian worship.

“Plutus ; justly to your gifts and you,
Mankind attribute praise and honor due.
With your assistance, we securely face
Defeat and disappointment and disgrace.
Thus to reward the virtuous, and to slight
Wicked and dirty knaves, is surely right !
For with the world at large, no merit tells,
But Plutus and his bounty, — nothing else!
No ! not the sense of Rhadamanthus old,
Nor all the shrewd devices manifold,
Which Sisyphus, the keen Corinthian knew ;
That wily chief, that, if old tales are true,
Made a most strange escape, so poets tell,
By dint of rhetoric, he returned from Hell !
For she (that kind oblivion can dispense ;
But takes away the judgment and the sense)
The Goddess Proserpine, by strong persuasion,
Consented to connive at his evasion:
A thing unheard of, and unknown before ;
That, having passed the dark infernal door,
And visited those dreary realms below
From that disastrous prison-house of woe,
A man by policy should work his way;
Emerging into light and upper day!
Sisyphus gained a point which none beside,
(Of all that ever liv’d or ever died)
Could have atchiev’d — Yet Sisyphus would fail;
Nor would Ulysses with his arts prevail ;
Nor aged Nestor with his eloquence —
No merit would avail you ; no pretence ;
Though you possessed the vigour and the speed
Of the swift Harpies, or the winged breed
Of Boreas, in the proud Olympic game
A conqueror ! your native place and name
Recorded and announced with loud acclaim
Still, would you find the common saying hold,
Fame is a jest; favor is bought and sold;
No power on earth is like the power of gold”


“I call upon You, the Mother and Mistress of Nymphs
Come in Holy Light and give Answer, showing Your Lovely Shape!
I call upon thee ILAOUCH who has begotten Himeros, the Lovely Horai
and You Graces;
I also call upon the Zeus-sprung Physis of All Things,
Two-formed, indivisible, straight, foam-beautiful Aphrodite.
Reveal to me Your Lovely Light and Your Lovely Face, O Mistress ILAOUCH.
I conjure You, Giver of Fire, by ELGINAL, and by the Great Names:
I also ask You by the All Wonderful Names:
Bring Light and Your Lovely Face and the knowledge of Your Divine Self,
You shining with Fire, bearing Fire all around, stirring the Land from afar –
Do it!
Hail, Very Glorious Goddess, ILARA OUCH!”
-Greek Magical Papyri
(Source: The Greek Magical Papyri in Translation, Including the
Demotic Spells, Volume 1
edited by Hans Dieter Betz)

Hellenistic Pagan Hymns

These posts includes several invocations to Chthonic deities (offerings to them should be burned in a hole in the ground rather than on an altar).


“Blessed lord of the immortals holding the scepters of tartaros and of terrible fearful styx and of life-robbing Lethe, the hair of Kerberos tremples in fear of you, you crack the loud whips of the Erinyes, the couch of Persephone delights you, when you go to the longed bed, whether you be the immortal Sarapis, whom the universe fears, whether you be Osiris, star of the land of Egypt, your messenger is the all wise boy; yours is Anubis the pious herald of the dead.”
-Curse tablet


Chthonic Pantheon

“Chthonic Hermes and chthonic Hekate and chthonic Acheron and chthonic flesh-eaters and chthonic god and chthonic Amphiaraos and chthonic attendants and chthonic spirts and chthonic sins and chthonic dreams / and chthonic oaths and chthonic Aristc and chthonic Tartaros and chthonic witchery, chthonic Charon and chthonic escorts and the dead and the daimons and souls of all men: come today, Moirai and Destiny”

“Abodes of Tartarus and awful realms of insatiable Thanatos, and thou, most cruel of the brothers, to whom the shades are given to serve thee, and the eternal punishments of the damned obey thee, and the palace of the underworld, throw open in answer to my knocking the silent places and empty void of stern Persephone, and send forth the multitude that lurk in hollow night; let the ferryman row back across the Styx with groaning bark. Haste ye all together, nor let there be fore the shades but one fashion of return to the light; do thou, daughter of Perses, and the cloud-wrapt Arcadian with rod of power lead in separate throng the pious denizens of Elysium; but for those who died in crime, who in Erebus, as among the seed of Cadmus, are most in number, be thou their leader, Tisiphone, go on before with snake thrice brandished and blazing yew-branch, and throw open the light of day, nor let Cerberus interpose his heads, and turn aside the ghosts that lack the light.”
-Statius, Thebaid

“O house of Haides and Persephone! O Hermes of the Underworld and holy Ara and divine Erinnyes! You who watch over those dying unjustly and those being robbed of a marriage bed”
-Suidas s.v. Persephone


“Star-grouping god, you thunderbolt-with-great-clap-Zeus-confining-world flashing-abundant-bolt-bestowing daimon, cracking-through-the-air, ray-producing mind-piercing you who produce cunning.”
PGM XII. 160-78


“O foam-born Kythereia, mother of
Both gods and men, etherial and chthonic,
MI-Mother Nature, goddess unsubdued,
Who hold together things? who cause the great
Fire to revolve, who keep the ever-moving
BARZA in her unbroken course; and you
Accomplish everything, from head to toes,
And by your will is holy water mixed,
When by your hands you’ll move RHOUZO’ amid
The stars, the world’s midpoint which you control.
You move holy desire into the souls
Of men I and move women to man, and you
Render woman desirable to man
Through all the days to come, our Goddess Queen,
Come to these chants, Mistress”
-PGM IV. 2891-2942


The Olympian goddess of peace and member of the Horae.

“Hail! hail! thou beloved divinity! thy return overwhelms us with joy. When far from thee, my ardent wish to see my fields again made me pine with regret. From thee came all blessings. Oh! much desired Peace! thou art the sole support of those who spend their lives tilling the earth. Under thy rule we had a thousand delicious enjoyments at our beck; thou wert the husbandman’s wheaten cake and his safeguard. So that our vineyards, our young fig-tree woods and all our plantations hail thee with delight and smile at thy coming.”


Hesperus is a minor titan and the god of the evening star, he is associated with the worship of his mother Eos.

“Hail, golden Star! of Ray serene,
Thou Fav’rite of the Cyprian Queen,
O Helper! Glory of the Night,
Diffusing through the Gloom Delight;
Whole Beams of all other Stars outshine,
As much as silver Cynthia thine;
O! guide me, speeding o’er the Plain,
To him I love, my Shepherd-swain;
He keeps the mirthful Feast, and soon
Dark Shades will cloud the splendid Moon.
Of Lambs I never robb’d the Fold,
Nor the lone Traveller of Gold:
Love is my Crime: O lend thy Ray
To guide a Lover on her Way!
May the bright Star of Venus prove
The gentle Harbinger of Love!”


“Hither now, O Muses, leaving the golden
House of God unseen in the azure spaces,
Come and breathe on bosom and brow and kindle
Song like the sunglow;
Come and lift my shaken soul to the sacred
Shadow cast by Helicon’s rustling forests;
Sweep on wings of flame from the middle ether,
Seize and uplift me;
Thrill my heart that throbs with unwonted fervor,
Chasten mouth and throat with immortal kisses,
Till I yield on maddening heights the very
Breath of my body.”


Euneica is a water nymph.

“Aphrodite’s handmaid,
Bright as gold thou earnest,
Tender woven garlands
Round thy tender neck;
Sweet as soft Persuasion,
Lissome as the Graces,
Shy Euneica, lovely
Girl from Salamis.
Slender thou as Syrinx,
As the waving reed-nymph,
Once by Pan, the god of
Summer winds, deflowered.
On thy lips whose quiver
Seems to plead for pity,
Mine shall rest and linger
Like the mouth of Pan
On the mouth of Syrinx,
When his breath that filled her
Blew through all her body
Music of his love.”


Veneration of Phales is largely part of Dionysian worship.

“Oh, Phales, companion of the orgies of Bacchus, night reveller, god of adultery and of pederasty, these past six years I have not been able to invoke thee. With what joy I return to my farmstead, thanks to the truce I have concluded, freed from cares, from fighting and from Lamachuses! How much sweeter, oh Phales, Phales, is it to surprise Thratta, the pretty woodmaid, Strymodorus’ slave, stealing wood from Mount Phelleus, to catch her under the arms, to throw her, on the ground and lay her, Oh, Phales, Phales! If thou wilt drink and bemuse thyself with me, we shall to-morrow consume some good dish in honour of the peace, and I will hang up my buckler over the smoking hearth.”

Classical Prayers

A compilation of prayers to the Theoi from various classical texts and fragments.


The Titan not to be confused with Chronus the primordial god of time.

“O Kronos, you who restrain the thumos of all mortals (statement here)”
-Curse tablet: source



Oh Phoibos helper through your oracles
Come joyous Leto’s son, who works afar
Averter hither come hither come hither
Foretell give propecies amid night’s hour”

“O sun-god, who cleavest thy way along the starry sky, mounted on golden-studded car, rolling on thy path of flame behind fleet coursers (statement here)”

“May Hunter Apollon speed my arrow straight!’”


The minor Olympian goddess of peacae

“O sweet Eirana, wealth-giver to mortals (statement here)”
-Theogorus the Metochite, Miscellany

“Oh! Eirene, mighty queen, venerated goddess, thou, who presidest over Choruses and at nuptials (statement here)”

“O sweet Eirana , wealth-giver to mortals (statement here)”


“Zeus, send me what trial Thou wilt; for I have endowments and resources, given me by Thee, to bring myself honor through what befalls.”

All-powerful Zeus, king of gods and things
Begetter and birth-mother of the gods, the one and every god (statement here)
-Valerius Soranus


“O Castor and Polydeuces that dwell beside the fair-flowing river of Eurotas in holy Lacedaemon (statement here)”


“Daughter of Zeus Eleutherios, Tykhe our saviour goddess, I pray your guardian care for Himera, and prosper her city’s strength. For your hand steers the ships of ocean on their flying course, and rules on land the march of savage wars, and the assemblies of wise counsellors.”
-Pindar, Olympian Ode 12


“We pray to you, child of Dione, Aphrodite (statement here)”


“Lady Hekate of the heavens, Hekate of the Underworld, Hekate of the Crossroads, Hekate of the Triple-face, Hekate of the Single Face (statement here)”
-curse tablet


“Be thou gracious unto me, thou who art king in the tract of the sea, wide-ruling son of Kronos, Girdler of the earth,
and be gracious thyself, O Thalassa, and ye gods who in the
sounding sea have your abode (statement here)”

Demeter and Persephone

“Demeter Olympia, in the garland-wearing season, and of you, Persephone, child of Zeus: greetings, both! Tend the city well.”
-Greek Lyric V Scolia


“O you Aether that revolves the common light of all (statement here)”
-Aeschylus, Prometheus Bound

“May Themis daughter of Zeus the Apportioner, Themis who protects the suppliant (statement here)”


“Beloved Pan, and all ye other gods who haunt this place, give me beauty in the inward soul; and may the outward and inward man be at one. May I reckon the wise to be the wealthy, and may I have such a quantity of gold as a temperate man and he only can bear and carry”


“Listen, Moirai, who sit nearest of the gods to the throne of Zeus and weave on adamantine shuttles countless and inescapable devices of counsels of all kinds. Aisa, Klotho and Lakhesis, fair-armed daughters of Nyx, hear our prayers, you all-terrible deities of heaven and the lower world: (statement here)”
-Stobaeus, Anthology


“Nymphs of the fountain, daughters of Zeus (statement here)”


The daimon of peace and quiet, member of the Olympian pantheon.

“Hesykhia You whose disposition is kindly to philoi, you Daughter of Dikē, you ultimate greatness of every polis, you who possess the supreme keys to councils of state and to wars! (statement here)
-Pindar, Olympian ode 8

Chthonic gods

“Gods who hold sway over guilty souls and over Tartarus crowded with the damned, and thou O Styx, whom I behold, ghastly in thy shadowy depths, and thou Tisiphone, so oft the object of my prayer, be favourable now, and further my unnatural wish (statement here)”
-Statius, Thebaid

“O home of Hades and Persephone! O Hermes of the shades! potent Curse, and ye, dread daughters of the gods, Erinyes,- Ye who behold when a life is reft by violence, when a bed is dishonoured by stealth (statement here)”


“But I pray to Mnamosyna, the fair-robed child of Ouranos, and to her daughters, to grant me ready resource; for the minds of men are blind, whosoever, without the maids of Helikon, seeketh the steep path of them that walked it by their wisdom.”

Invocations to the Gods

This post largely includes hymns to obscure minor olympians – perfect for completing your liturgical set.


Graces AKA Charities

“The waters of Kaphisos belong
To the place of fine horses where you dwell,
Queens of song, in sparkling Orchomenos,
Graces, who watch
Over the ancient race of the Minyans,
Hear, when I pray. By your help
All sweet and delightful things
Belong to men; if anyone
Is wise or lovely or famous.
For without the holy Graces
Not even the Gods rule dances or feasts.
They dispose all that is done in Heaven;
Their thrones are set
At the side of Pythian Apollo, the golden-bowed,
And they worship the everlasting glory
Of the Father on Olympos.”
-Pindar, Olympian Ode XIV


“There is Virgin Dike, the daughter of Zeus, who is honoured and reverenced among the gods who dwell on Olympos, and whenever anyone hurts her with lying slander, she sits beside her father, Zeus the son of Cronos, and tells him of men’s wicked heart, until the people pay for the mad folly of their princes who, evilly minded, pervert judgement and give sentence crookedly.”
-Hesiod, Works and Days

“O Perses, cast these words into your mind,
And heed the call of Justice, but forget
About the use of violence altogether.
For this is the law that Cronus’ son imposed
Upon mankind; but fish, and wild beasts,
And winged birds, he bade eat one another,
Since Justice is a thing unknown among them.
But to human beings he gave Justice,
Which is the best by far. For one who’s willing
To know what’s just and speak it out in counsel –
To that man Zeus, who thunders far, gives riches.
But one who, in his testimony, lies,
Who violates the oath he swore – at once
He gives a wound to Justice and is wounded
Incurably himself – his lineage
Is left thereafter more obscure than formerly.
As for the man who keeps his oath, his line
In time to come is greater than before.”


Hymen is a minor god largely associated with weddings so this is perfect for a polytheist wedding ceremony.

“Artisans, raise high the roof beam!
Tall is the bridegroom as Ares,
Taller by far than the tallest,
O Hymenæus!
Ay! towering over his fellows,
As over men of all other
Lands towers the Lesbian singer,
O Hymenæus!
Well-favored, too, is the maiden,
Eyes that are sweeter than honey,
Fair both in face and in figure,
O Hymenæus!
For there was never another
Virgin in loveliness like her,
By Aphrodite so honored,
O Hymenæus!
O happy bridegroom, the wedding
Comes to the point of completion;
Thou hast the maid of thy choosing,
O Hymenæus!
See how a paleness suffuses
Soft o’er her exquisite features,
Passion’s benign premonition,
O Hymenæus!
Go to the couch unreluctant,
Rejoicing and sweet to the bridegroom;
He in his turn is rejoicing,
O Hymenæus!
May Hesperus lead thee, and Hera,
She whom to-night that ye honor,
Silver-throned Goddess of marriage,
O Hymenæus!”

“O, inhabitant of the mountain of Helicon, son of
Urania, who seize a dainty young woman and carry her off to
a man, o Hymenaeus, Hymen! o Hymenaeus Hymen! Crown your
temples with flowers, take your flame-colored veil, pleasant
with fragrant marjoram, and come over here, wearing a
reddish yellow slipper on a snow-white foot! And having been
roused from sleep on a cheerful day, singing wedding songs
in a high-pitched voice, strike the ground with your feet,
and shake the pinewood marriage-torch with your hand! Good
virgin Junia dons the veil for Manius with a good omen, like
Venus, who dwells in Idalium, as she came to Paris, the
Phrygian judge. And she is just like an Asian myrtle tree
shining forth with small, flowery branches, which the wood
nymphs nurture with dewy moisture, as amusement for
themselves. Therefore come, making an approach over here,
and continue, leaving behind the Aonian caves of the
Thespian rock, the caves which the nymph Aganippe makes wet
as she cools them from above. And call the mistress,
desirous of her new husband, home, as you bind their minds
with love, like wandering ivy clinging to a tree in a
tangle! Likewise, you unmarried virgins, whose own wedding
day, as well, is coming soon, act in the right and proper
way, and sing, “O Hymenaeus Hymen! o Hymenaeus Hymen,” in
order that the leader of good Venus, the one who conjoins
good love, might make his approach over here more gladly
when he hears himself being called to the task. Which god is
more to be sought by lovers who are loved? Which of the gods
will people look after the more, o Hymenaeus Hymen, o
Hymenaeus Hymen? Sex can seize nothing of benefit without
you, because a good reputation demonstrates one’s goodness,
but sex can do this when you are willing. Who would dare be
compared to this god? Without you, no family can give
children, and no parent can rely on his offspring, but he
can when you are willing. Who would dare be compared to this
god? A land that lacked your holy rites would not be able to
give guardians to its borders: but it would if you were
willing. Who would dare be compared to this god? Open the
bars of the door. There is a young woman. Do you see how the
marriage torches shake their fiery locks? ….A natural
sense of shame may delay the bride. Nevertheless, hearing
her shame the more, she weeps because she must go. Stop
crying, Junia. In your case, there is no danger that a
prettier woman has seen the rising light of day. Such a
hyacinth-colored flower usually stands in the multicolored
little garden of a wealthy lord. But you are dallying, and
the day is ending. Please go forth as the bride. Please
advance as the bride, if it seems proper at this time, and
hear our words. See? The wedding torches shake their golden
locks: please advance as the bride. Your husband is not
fickle; not devoted to a bad mistress, he does not pursue
indecent scandals, and he won’t want to sleep apart from
your dainty little breasts; but just as a supple vine
entwines with trees planted nearby, he will become entangled
in your embrace. But the day is ending. Please go forth as
the bride. O marriage bed, which for everyone… How
numerous the pleasures of the ivory-footed marriage bed come
to your husband, which, on a restless night, and in the
middle of the day, may he enjoy! But the day is ending;
please go forth as the bride. Boys, raise the wedding-
torches; I see the flame-colored veil coming. Go and sing in
unison, in the right and proper way: “Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus!” Lest the ribald Fescennine jesting
be silent for a long time, and the groom’s catamite refuse
nuts to boys as he hears about abandoned love. Give nuts to
the boys, lazy catamite! You have played with nuts long
enough: now it pleases Hymenaeus to be of service. Catamite,
give nuts. You considered farm managers’ wives unworthy of
your attention, today and yesterday. Now your hairdresser
shaves your beard. O wretched, wretched catamite, give nuts!
Anointed groom, you will be criticized for keeping away from
your bald, effeminate slaves, but keep away from them. Yo!
Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! We know that these
peccadilloes (which are permitted to you) are the only ones
you have known, but they are not permitted to a married man.
Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! Wife, beware
lest you deny the things that both you and your husband
seek, lest he go to seek them from elsewhere. Yo! Hymen
Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! Behold how powerful and
wealthy your husband’s house is, which is in your interest:
allow it to be of service to you (Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo!
Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus!) until old white-haired womanhood,
nodding her tremulous head, nods assent to everything for
everyone. Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! With
a good omen, carry your gold-colored little feet over the
threshold, and go beneath the door of polished wood. Yo!
Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! Look inside in
order that your husband, reclining in his crimson bed, might
be completely intent on you. Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo!
Hymen Hymenaeus! A flame burns no less ardently in his
innermost heart than in yours, but secretly, even more so.
Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! Young man,
give your smooth little arm to the maiden; let her visit her
husband’s bed now. Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus, yo! Yo! Hymen
Hymenaeus! You good women, well known by your aged husbands,
array the maiden on her marriage bed. Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
yo! Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus! You may come now, bridegroom: your
wife is in the marriage chamber, and her countenance is
flowery and radiant, like the white chamomile or the red
poppy. But (thus may the gods help me) you are no less
handsome, o bridegroom, and Venus is not indifferent to you.
But the day is ending. Proceed, and do not dally. You have
not waited long; now you are coming. May good Venus be of
help to you, since what you desire you desire openly, and
you do not conceal your good love. Let him who wishes to
count the many thousands of your love-plays first calculate
the amount of sand in Africa and the number of twinkling
stars! Play as you like, and within a short time, produce
children. It isn’t fitting for an old name to be without
children, but it is fitting for them to be engendered from
the same family. I want Torquatus to laugh sweetly, with a
half-open lip, as, from his mother’s lap, he stretches out
his delicate hand to his father. May he be like his father
Manlius, and easily recognized by everyone who is unknowing,
and may he declare the sexual fidelity of his mother by
mouth! May the virtue from his good mother prove the
excellence of his family, just as the peerless flame remains
for Telemachus from his excellent mother, Penelope. Close
the doors of the marriage chamber, young ladies: we have
played enough. But, good newlyweds, live well and spend your
vigorous youth in incessant conjugal activity!”


Hymn to the muse of lyric poetry.

“Melpomene , Muse, one whom you have looked on with favourable eyes at his birth Ismian toil will never grant fame as a boxer: while no straining horses will draw him along, triumphant in a Greek chariot, nor will his acts of war show him to the high Capitol, wreathed with the Delian laurel crown, who’s crushed the bloated menaces of kings: but the waters that run beneath fertile Tibur, and the thick leafage of the groves, will make him of note in Aeolian song. It’s thought that I’m worthy by Rome’s children, the first of cities, to rank there among the choir of delightful poets, and already envy’s teeth savage me less. O Pierian girl, you who command the golden tortoise shell’s sweet melodies, O you, who could, if you wished, lend a swan’s singing, too, to the silent fishes, all of this is a gift of yours: that I’m pointed out by the passer-by as one who’s a poet of the Roman lyre: that I’m inspired, and please as I please: is yours.”


Hymn to an individual muse

“Descend from heaven, queen Calliope, and come sing with your pipe a lengthened strain; or, if you had now rather, with your clear voice, or on the harp or lute of Phœbus. Do ye hear? or does a pleasing frenzy delude me? I seem to hear [her], and to wander [with her] along the hallowed groves, through which pleasant rivulets and gales make their way. Me, when a child, and fatigued with play, in sleep the woodland doves, famous in story, covered with green leaves in the Apulian Vultur, just without the limits of my native Apulia; so that it was matter of wonder to all that inhabit the nest of lofty Acherontia, the Bantine Forests, and the rich soil of low Ferentum, how I could sleep with my body safe from deadly vipers and ravenous bears; how I could be covered with sacred laurel and myrtle heaped together, though a child, not animated without the [inspiration of the] gods. Yours, O ye muses, I am yours, whether I am elevated to the Sabine heights; or whether the cool Præneste, or the sloping Tibur, or the watery Baiæ have delighted me. Me, who am attached to your fountains and dances, not the army put to flight at Philippi, not the execrable tree, nor a Palinurus in the Sicilian Sea has destroyed. While you shall be with me with pleasure will I, a sailor, dare the raging Bosphorus; or, a traveler, the burning sands of the Assyrian shore: I will visit the Britons inhuman to strangers, and the Concanian delighted [with drinking] the blood of horses; I will visit the quivered Geloni, and the Scythian river without hurt. You entertained lofty Cæsar, seeking to put an end to his toils, in the Pierian grotto, as soon as he had distributed in towns his troops, wearied by campaigning: you administer [to him] moderate counsel, and graciously rejoice at it when administered. We are aware how he, who rules the inactive earth and the stormy main, the cities also, and the dreary realms [of hell], and alone governs with a righteous sway both gods and the human multitude, how he took off the impious Titans and the gigantic troop by his falling thunderbolts. That horrid youth, trusting to the strength of their arms, and the brethren proceeding to place Pelion upon shady Olympus, had brought great dread [even] upon Jove. But what could Typhoëus, and the strong Mimas, or what Porphyrion with his menacing statue; what Rhœtus, and Enceladus, a fierce darter with trees uptorn, avail, though rushing violently against the sounding shield of Pallas? At one part stood the eager Vulcan, at another the matron Juno, and he, who is never desirous to lay aside his bow from his shoulders, Apollo, the god of Delos and Patara, who bathes his flowing hair in the pure dew of Castalia, and possesses the groves of Lycia and his native wood. Force, void of conduct, falls by its own weight; moreover, the gods promote discreet force to further advantage; but the same beings detest forces, that meditate every kind of impiety. The hundred-handed Gyges is an evidence of the sentiments I allege: and Orion, the tempter of the spotless Diana, destroyed by a virgin dart. The earth, heaped over her own monsters, grieves and laments her offspring, sent to murky Hades by a thunderbolt; nor does the active fire consume Ætna that is placed over it, nor does the vulture desert the liver of incontinent Tityus, being stationed there as an avenger of his baseness; and three hundred chains confine the amorous Pirithoüs.”
-Horace, Odes