Orphic Hymn to Hermes

Hear me, Hermes, messenger of Zeus, son of Maia;
almighty is your heart, O lord of the deceased and judge of contests;
gentle and clever, O Argeiphontes, you are a guide
whose sandals fly, and a man-loving prophet to mortals.
You are vigorous and you delight in exercise and in deceit;
interpreter of all, you are a profiteer who frees us of cares
and who holds in his hands the blameless tool of peace.
Lord of Korykos, blessed, helpful and skilled in words,
you assist in work, you are a friend of mortals in need,
and you wield the dreaded and respected weapon of speech.
Hear my prayer and grant a good end to a life
of industry, gracious talk, and mindfulness.

Translation by Apostolos N. Athanassakis

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Welcome, fellow seeker. With eyes fixed upon the heavens and hearts open to the whispers of the divine, the doors of our Sanctum are open for you to come in and rejoice in the presence of the One and of the many Gods.

You whom we address in silence, the unspeakable, the unsayable, accept pure speech offerings from a heart and soul that reach up to you. Grant my request not to fail in the knowledge that befits our essence […] Thus I believe and I bear witness; I advance to life and light. 

— Corpus Hermeticum I