To our beloved Sun God- Summer Solstice

Orphic Hymn 8- to Helios

bead of incense

Hear, blessed one, you who have the eternal eye who see everything,
Titan of golden light, Iperion, light of the sky,
generated by yourself, tireless, sweet sight of the living beings,
on the right, father of the dawn, on the left of the night,
mitigating the seasons, dancing with the feet of a quadruped,
good racer, sibilant, blazing, shining charioteer,
you who direct the path by the revolutions of the infinite rhombus,
leader to good things for the pious ones, severe with the impious ones,
with the golden lyre, who drag the harmonious race of the cosmos,
who indicate the good actions, child who nourish the seasons,
Lord of the universe, player of the panpipe, of fiery race, who turn in a circle,
bringer of light, of changing forms, bringer of life, fruitful Paian,
ever youthful, pristine, father of Time, immortal Zeus,
peaceful, bright for everybody, of the cosmos the eye who circles everywhere,
who ignite and turn off with beautiful shining rays,
indicator of Justice, who love the rivers, master of the cosmos,
keeper of the loyalty, ever supreme, help for all,
eye of Justice, light of life, o you who drive the horses,
who with the sonorous whip guide the quadriga:
hear the words, and to the initiates show the sweet life.

Homeric Hymn XXXI. To Helios

And now, O Muse Calliope, daughter of Zeus, begin to sing of glowing Helios whom mild-eyed Euryphaessa, the far- shining one, bare to the Son of Earth and starry Heaven. For Hyperion wedded glorious Euryphaessa, his own sister, who bare him lovely children, rosy-armed Eos and rich-tressed Selene and tireless Helios who is like the deathless Gods. As He rides in his chariot, He shines upon men and deathless Gods, and piercingly He gazes with his eyes from his golden helmet. Bright rays beam dazzlingly from him, and his bright locks streaming form the temples of his head gracefully enclose his far-seen face: a rich, fine-spun garment glows upon his body and flutters in the wind: and stallions carry him. Then, when He has stayed his golden-yoked chariot and horses, he rests there upon the highest point of heaven, until He marvellously drives them down again through heaven to Ocean.

Hail to you, lord! Freely bestow on me substance that cheers the heart. And now that I have begun with you, I will celebrate the race of mortal men half-divine whose deeds the Muses have showed to mankind.

 

Proklos’ Hymn to Helios

“Hearken, o king of noeric fire, Titan holding the golden bridle,

hearken, dispenser of light, You o Lord, who hold

the key to the life-supporting source, and from above send

a rich stream of harmony into the materials worlds.

Hearken: for You, being above the middlemost seat of ether

and in possession of the very brilliant disk, the heart of the cosmos.

You have filled everything with Your intellect-awakening providence.

The planets, girded with Your ever-blooming torches,

through unceasing and untiring dances,

always send life-producing drops down for earthlings.

Under the influence of Your chariot’s returning journeys

everything that is born has sprouted up according

to the laws of the Seasons.

The din of the elements clashing with each other

stopped once You appeared from Your indescribable sire.

For You the unshakable choir of the Moirai has admitted defeat

Back again they wind the thread of compelling destiny

when You wish it. All around You dominate, all around You

rule by force.

From Your series Phoibos sprung forth, the king of the song that relies upon the divine inspiration

Singing inspired songs to the accompaniment of the kithara,

he calms the great wave of the deep-roaring ocean of becoming.

From Your evil-averting thiasos (the estatic retinue of the God) that imparts honey-like gifts

Paieon sprouted, and he spread his Hygeia (health, who is the wife of Asclepius) by filling the wide cosmos with harmony entirely devoid of harm.

People honor You in hymns as the famous father of Dionysos.

And again some praise You in songs as Euios Attis in the extreme

depth of matter, whereas others praise You as the beautiful Adonis.

The threat of Your swift whip arouses fear in

the wild-tempered daemons, noxious to men,

who prepare evil for our miserable souls,

so that forever, in the gulf of heavy-resounding life,

our souls suffer once they have fallen under the yoke of the body

with the result that they forget the bright-shining halls

of the lofty Father.

But You the best of Gods, crowned with fire, blessed daemon,

image of the all-creating God, uplifter of souls,

hearken and always purify me of every fault;

receive my tearful supplications, pull me out of baneful

defilement and keep me far from the punishing deities,

while mollifying the swift eye of Justice that sees all.

May You always, through your evil-averting help,

give holy light rich with blessings to my soul,

once You have scattered the man-destroying poisonous mist,

and give to my body firmness and gift-bestowing health;

bring me to glory, that in accord with the traditions of my forefathers

I may cultivate the gifts of the Muses, of pretty curly hair.

Give me, if You wish so, o Lord, unshakable bliss

as a reward for my loving piety. You easily perfect all things,

because You have the power and infinite might.

And if some ill comes my way through the threads moved by the stars

from the spindles of my destiny that revolve in helices,

ward it off personally with Your might radiance.

 

Mesomedes’ Hymn to Helios

Father of snow-eyes Dawn, that drivest thy rosy chariot in thy steeds’ soaring steps, glorying in thy golden hair, twining thy ever- circling beam about the limitless back of the sky, winding the thread of radiance round the whole earth, while the rivers of thy immortal fire bring the lovely daylight to birth. For Thee the serene chorus of the Stars dances on Olympus, ever singing a happy song , delighting in Phoebus’ lyre, and the pale Moon in front leads time and seasons on with her white heifers’ drawing; and thy benevolent heart is glad as it keeps the richly arrayed universe revolving.

 

You are the primordial lord of the Devas. By your power of lordship You are called Ishvara. You are the first maker of all living beings. You are the cause of daylight and lord of the Devas.

You are the enlivener of all living beings. Devas, Gandharvas, Rakshasas, Sages, Kinnaras, Siddhas, Nagas and birds.

You are Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva, You are Prajapati. You are Vayu, Indra, Soma, Surya and Varuna.

You are Time, the creator, annihilator and sustainer. You are the lord. You are the rivers, oceans, mountains, lightning and rainbow.

You are dissolution and origin. You are eternal, manifest and unmanifest. Beyond Ishvara is Knowledge. Beyond Knowldge is Shiva. You alone are the lord greater than Shiva. You are Parameshvara. You have the extremities of feet and hands all around. You have eyes, hands and mouths all around.

You have thousand rays, thousand faces, thousand feet and thousand eyes. You are the cause of the Elements. You are the worlds Bhu, Bhuvah, Svah, Mahar, Satya, Tapas and Jana.

The form that the leading Devas praise is divine, brilliant and difficult to understand. It dazzles, it illuminates the world. Obeisance to You.

The form that You possess is resorted to by the Devas and Siddhas. You are eulogised by Bhrigu, Atri, Pulaha and others. Your form is extremely unmanifest. Obeisance to You.

The form that You possess is comprehensible to those who know the Vedas. It is accompained by omniscience. You are the overlord of all the Devas. Obeisance to You.

The form that You possess is identical with the world. Worshipped by the Fire God, and by the Devas. Stationed everywhere, yet incomprehensible. Obeisance to You.

The form that You possess is greater than Sacrifice, grater than the Vedas, greater than the world, greater than Heaven. It is famous as the supreme soul. Obeisance to You.

The form that You possess is unrealisable, unobservable and unchanging. It is not realized in meditation. It has neither a beginning nor a end. Obeisance to You.

Obeisance to the Causes. Obeisance to You who liberate from impurities. Obeisance to You, honoured by Aditi. Obeisance to You who dispel ailments.

Obeisance, obeisance to You who bestow boons. Obeisance to You who bestow happiness. Obeisance, obeisance to You who bestow riches. Obeisance, obeisance to You who bestow intellect.

Obeisance to You who bear inimitable lustre, that is very subtle and worthy of homage. O lord of rays, I bow to You, the eternal support of refulgence, lord of the refulgent ones. I bow to that fierce form which You have, while taking up the juice at the proper time for rendering service to the worlds. I bow to that fierce form You have when You hold the watery juice taken during the eight months. I bow to that form of Yours which is combined with rajas during the two junctions (dawn and dusk). Obeisance to You, that soul with attributes that will bestow on me what I desire in my mind. I bow to that blazing form You have by virtue of unification of Rik, Yajus and Sama Veda. Obeisance to You, the lustrous one that scorchest the three worlds. The form that is beyond, it is meditated upon by uttering Omkara. It is the gross and subtle. It is free from impurities. O eternal lord, obeisance to that form.

One thought on “To our beloved Sun God- Summer Solstice

  1. hellenismo says:

    Reblogged this on HELLENISMO and commented:

    The Summer Solstice is nearing again…Hymns to our beloved Lord Helios!!!

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