Apollo, radiant son of thundering Zeus,
far-seeing, far-shooting, distant yet observing.
Shining Apollo, your arrows pierce any shield,
your keen eye finds each target with unerring aim.
Apollo, wise one, your oracles force clear thought
upon the desperate; I praise and honor you.
Bright Apollo, patron of beauty and reason,
I pray to you. Grant me balance, grant me insight,
grant me inspiration. Father of Asklepios,
keep all ill health from my home, from my family.
Foreknowledge grant me as needed, and with it eyes
to see true, undeceived by hope, by desire.
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