Lord Dionysos, protect me from spiritual envy.
Protect me from comparing myself with others, as the sisters of Semele did.
Protect me from dissatisfaction with your good gifts, as Lykourgos was.
Protect me from desiring what others have, like those Tyrsenian pirates,
Lord Bakcheios, whether it is their reputation, their beautiful shrines,
their relationship with you, how many festivals they keep,
and the plentiful offerings they make, or any other good thing
they possess or have done, may I not be ensnared by covetousness.
Instead let me be satisfied with how you have made me,
what you have given me, where you have guided me,
and leave it to you, Lord Bromios, to determine the quality
of the service I have rendered unto you. May they instead serve
as an inspiration to me, confident that I am offering as much
love and devotion as I can, and while always striving to be and do better,
spend my time giving you my best
rather than just wishing things were different.