Danu, thou mother of the gods,
Bless our flocks and bearing kine;
Hate nor scathe let not come near us,
Drive from us the ways of the wicked.
Keep thine eye every Day of the Moon
On the bearing kine and the pairing queys;
On the Day of Mars, accompany us from hill to sea,
Gather thyself the sheep and their progeny.
On the Day of Mercury be with them,
Be thy gracious hand always about them;
On Jupiter’s Day, tend the cows to their stalls,
Tend the sheep down to their folds.
On the Day of Venus be thou at their head,
Lead the sheep from the face of the bens,
With their innocent little lambs following them.
Encircle them with the Circle of the Goddess.
On Saturn’s Day be likewise with them,
Bring the goats in with their young,
And from the rock of Aegir on high,
Bring every kid to the sea side on the Day of the Sun.
The strength of the Triad be our shield in distress,
The strength of Lugh, beginning his reign of peace,
The strength of Diancecht, physician of health,
And of the good Dagda, King of the Sidhe.
And of every other spirit who succeeded them
And earned the repose of the Kingdom under the Hills.
Bless ourselves and our children,
Bless every wish that comes from our loins,
Bless him whose name we whisper,
Bless her from whose womb came totality.
Every enchantment, blessing and power,
Be yielded to us every time and every hour,
In the name of the sacred Triad within,
Maiden, Mother, and Crone forever.
Be the earth to shield us upward,
Be the sky to shield us downward,
Be the Watchtowers to shield us roundward,
Accepting our Beltane blessing from us,
Accepting our Beltane blessing from us.
