Answer us, O Ancient Horned One, Provender and power are Thine. Hear and answer, Gracious Goddess, Grant us laughter, wit and wine, Descend on us, O Thou of Blessings, Come among us, make us glad, Since Thou art Chief of our creation, Why, O why should we be sad? Beam on us, O joyous Bacchus, Banish heavy-hearted hate. Accept out craft, O Greatest Mother, Let cheerful brightness be our fate. SO MOTE IT BE!