"Yes, lend me your hand I pray,
And reveal to me the pathways of divine guidance that I long for.
Then shall I gaze upon that precious Light
Whence I can flee the evil of our dark origin.
And reveal to me the pathways of divine guidance that I long for.
Then shall I gaze upon that precious Light
Whence I can flee the evil of our dark origin.
Yes, lend me your hand I pray,
And when I am weary, bring me to the haven of piety with your winds.
Hail, many-named mother of the Gods, whose children are fair
Hail, mighty Hekate of the Threshold."
And when I am weary, bring me to the haven of piety with your winds.
Hail, many-named mother of the Gods, whose children are fair
Hail, mighty Hekate of the Threshold."
(Hekate relief, Thera, 200 BCE. Athens National Archaeological Museum. Proclus Diadochus Hymn, trans. Vogt)
