Thanksgiving for us all
Hail and well
met, the wheel has turned around
Bounty and blessings
on the table are found
Hail Great Mother
Earth, for your gifts, we send praise
As we rest from
our Labors, on this most thankful of days
Hail to the Earth,
The cornucopia of life
Overflowing is
the cup you have offered us tonight
Hail to the Winds,
the rustle of the grains
Sweet is the
sound of bread you have given us
Hail to the Fire,
that cooks the harvest fane
Warm and welcome
is the cider cup as the evening wanes
Hail the Water,
that fed the crops, softly did it hit
Blessed is the
blood of the land, may we always honor it
Fortuna we hail
thee, for the bounty of opportunities
We have been
given, we hope we have used them well
Hail Copia
thy blessings sweet, from the horn of plenty
full of the fruits
of our labors, your love is meet
Hail Horus, child
of the new Aeon
May we reap the
harvest of thy new born wisdom
Child of our
many tomorrow's
Hail Epona for
thy blessings, she of the horse to bring
the harvest home,
she of the festival of lights to see our way
Hail Abundantia
may your blessings flow
for the year
ahead, and may we never forgot to whom we owe
Hail Aiidoneus,
keeper of the Elysium fields
great
giver of wealth, may we always be wise, when the cup is full
Pass around the
cup, full of life and delight
Drink deep of
the bounty we share this night
Pass around the
cakes, that we never know hunger
May we never
take for granted the wonder of life
Sweet the apples,
sliced long and wise
Greet us Mighty
Kore, with your starry eyes
To our health
we eat, your blessings we share
Our thanks Great
Mother for the harvest fare
Gather around
the family, and friends
blessed are we
with their company
Gather we to us
friends as yet known
for no man is
really a stranger
Gather we to our
hearts, thankfulness
for the summer
past
Gather we for
our souls, gratefulness
for our
lives that still last
Gather we the
children, for they are tomorrow's life
and raise up
our hands in thanks for their faces bright
Gather we around
all the powers that be
Let all the Gods
of my ancestors here
We give thee
thanks for all thy gifts
On this thanksgiving
day of the year
Hail to the Earth,
The cornucopia of life
Overflowing was
the cup you offered us tonight
Hail to the Winds,
the rustle of the grains
Sweet was the
sound of bread you gave
Hail to the Fire,
that cooks the harvest fane
Warm and welcome
was the cider cup as the evening waned
Hail the Water,
that fed the crops, softly did it hit
Blessed is the
blood of the land, we honored it
