Listen to the words of the Great Father, who of old was call Osiris, Adonis, Thor, Pan and many other names.
My law is harmony with all things. Mine is the secret that opens the gates of life and mine is the dish of salt of the earth.
I gave my knowledge of the everlasting, and beyond death I give the promise of regeneration and renewal. I am the sacrifice, the father of all things, and my protection blankets the earth.
Hear the words of the dancing God, the music of whose laughter stirs the wind, whose voice calls the seasons.
I am the Lord of the Hunt and the Power of the Light, sun amongst the clouds and the secret of flame. I call upon your bodies to arise and come unto me. For I am the flesh of the earth and all its beings.
Through Me all things must die, and with Me all things are reborn.
Let My worship be in the body that sings, for behold all acts of willing sacrifice are my rituals. Let there be desire and fear, anger and weakness, joy and peace, awe and longing within you.
For these too are part of the mysteries found within yourself. Within Me, all beginnings have endings, and all endings have new beginnings.
Another source has the Rhyming Charge of the God:
I am the echo you hear in the forest deep
And the warmth of the sun upon your face
I am the ageless sound of the ocean's roar
And the power that's felt in every wild place
I am the wheat that rustles low on the breezes
And the spark that ignites the hearth fire
I am the passion and power and ecstasy
That is reached at the end of desire
I am the squirrel who plays games in the treetops
And the young stag who runs wild and free
I am the clatter of hooves on an old gravel road
And the strength of the ancient oak tree
I am found in the wrinkles of the old crippled man
I am found in the child, young and strong
I am found in the joy of the union of love
In the passionate kiss, slow and long
I am your Lover, your Father, the Ancient One.
Take my hand and I'll teach you the Dance
Of the change of the seasons and the eye of the storm
Of fertility, love and romance
Remember always, my children, be merry
Hear the lilt of my music, so light
And hold sacred My realm and all it sustains
As you dance to My tune in the night
