Disclaimer: This is a prayer taken from the blog underflow. I did not write this prayer.
Soft-voiced Epione, beloved of skillful
Asklepios, mother of learned daughters four:
Hygeia who grants us hale and hearty lives;
Akeso who knits our bones and cools our fevers;
Panacea who holds the cure of all that ails;
and Iaso who knows of many remedies.
Blessed Epione, easer of distress,
to you do we turn when the torments of ill health
grow great, when wounds and maladies consume the soul,
when pain is cruel, bitter beyond bearing;
then do you come, sweet goddess, bringing comfort
and relief, easing the hurt. Goddess, I praise you.
Soft-voiced Epione, beloved of skillful
Asklepios, mother of learned daughters four:
Hygeia who grants us hale and hearty lives;
Akeso who knits our bones and cools our fevers;
Panacea who holds the cure of all that ails;
and Iaso who knows of many remedies.
Blessed Epione, easer of distress,
to you do we turn when the torments of ill health
grow great, when wounds and maladies consume the soul,
when pain is cruel, bitter beyond bearing;
then do you come, sweet goddess, bringing comfort
and relief, easing the hurt. Goddess, I praise you.
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