I call to Cernunnos of ancient bearing,
enthroned in the splendor of moss and stone;
all creatures of earth and air lay at your feet,
taking comfort and shelter in your presence.
Cernunnos of Gaul, Cernunnos of the scattered tribes,
O god of field and forest, broad-antlered one,
bearer of the shining torc, hidden by the years,
shadowed by leaf and branch, friend of the stag and doe,
granter of good, for a full purse and a full belly
we thank you. Cernunnos, lord of the wildwood,
vigor and vitality you gift to man and beast;
for all your blessings, all your works, I honor you.