Little Rabbit's Glen

Erce,

Erce,

Erce,

O’ great mother of the Earth,

I call to you, Eorthe.

Grant me abudance,

let my fields run fertile and fresh,

bring rabbits and does to my door.

I hail you as greatest of the goddesses,

mother of Eostre, the dawn,

and to you I pour libations on your soil.