Hear me, Zeus, father of gods and mortal men,
king of the aether, ruler of the thunder,
whose hand hurls the forked bolt through the clouds,
whose nod shakes the wide foundations of Olympus.
All-seeing, all-nourishing, born of Cronus,
you hold the scepter of the world in your grasp,
lord of oaths, guardian of the hearth and the stranger at the door.
Come, blessed one, gentle in your great power,
grant peace, and health, and a life free of want,
to those who honor you with a humble heart.
