Hymn to Bira

I sing to the Daughter of the Night,
The archeress whose bow never misses!
Accept my offering of sweet-smelling incense,
So that you may look kindly upon me during my travails.
As you chase your quarry through the night, experiencing no fatigue,
May I be as in indefatigable in my pursuit of victory.
Blessed huntress of wild beasts,
You are the queen of the forest.
In your green raiment, stalking the forests unseen,
No deer can escape your arrows;
May I be as invisible to misfortune,
O maiden of eternal youth!
Come, ye guardian of hounds, if this entreaty be pleasing,
Reward your devotee with prosperity, health, and peace!

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The text of this hymn is of great antiquity, being found in one of the earliest Ouranic texts, the Gyblion Teletourgion (Book of Rites), a collection of supplications to the various dieties of the Ouranian pantheon. Devotees of Bira's cult will chant this hymn as they burn incense at her altar daily at dusk.