Ares, impetuous one who takes joy in strife,
keen-bladed god, beloved of Aphrodite.
Steadfast Ares, friend of those who struggle in vain,
giver of might drawn from desperation,
of skill born of muscle and bone, of devotion
to one's comrades, of proven worth, I honor you.
Bold Ares, fierce champion, unyielding foe,
you who survives, I pray to you. Peerless Ares,
in the single strike, the killing blow, we see you;
in strength of will, in battle joined in faith or fear,
in an unbroken spirit, we know you. Grant me strength,
son of Zeus, guide my hand at need, my heart at impact.
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