O my wonderful Dionysos, may I love you
rather than the manifold blessings you pour out upon us,
or the marvelous deeds you have done for me and mine.
May I never stop striving to perfect the art of devotion,
for you deserve nothing less than my best, O Bakcheios,
my steadfast support and deliverer.
O savage one, Zagreus, may I meet my obstacles
ferociously, and tear to pieces my foes,
never doubting that if you are with me
I shall triumph, and be shown where
my weaknesses lie so that I may improve them.