To Krios

All praise to great Krios who stands in the south,
son of the sky and the good green earth,
beloved of ocean-born Eurybia,
with whom you guide the sailor’s course.
O Krios of the starlit skies,
O master of each constellation,
lord of the passing of the year,
measurer of month and moon,
Krios who knows the paths we walk, who knows
our tales before they are told, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Krios,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.

To Iapetos

All praise to ancient and mighty Iapetos,
son of Ouranos and broad-bosomed Ge,
beloved of Clymene who grants all renown,
father of Atlas who upholds the sky,
father of he who befriends humankind.
O great one who grants us our span of years,
whose gift it is that spurs our will,
who makes us to strive and to succeed,
O god of mortals, I call to you.
I honor you, good and gracious Iapetos,
I offer you my praise and seek your blessing.