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Pour over me the gift of your wealth, and place in my hands the spirit of
fortune.
Let the gold and silver come from the four corners of the world and
bless me.
And all things of beauty and freedom and love delight you.
You are the Ancient One. Your faces outnumber the stars.
I am the Horned One of uncountable names, you are the gentle and the
erce.
You are Cernunnos, the Ancient One, Lord and Sire of the Universe.
A Prayer to Cernunnos
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A Prayer to Cernunnos
A Prayer to Cernunnos
Hear now the words of Cernunnos, the voice of the Horned One,
He whose names are un-numbered:
And I am the golden warrior whose arrows are the shafts from the
sun.
And all things of beauty and freedom and love delight me.
Yet also I have a dark face, For I am Death. The Reaper of Souls.
And terrible is this my dark face to those who know not the
mystery.
For I am the giver of knowledge, life and death are mine to give.
From death thou shalt be reborn, unto new life and love.