This is from my old blog, The Geekie Hellenist.
This is the ritual for the Libations to Apollo. I hope that you can use them and that they help in some way. I’m using the ritual that I use for his birthday for this ritual.
1) Purify the Altar area.
2) Take the barley and say, “As it was done in ancient times. I purify and cleanse this altar with this barley. With this barley I purify this altar and space so that I may give offerings, libations, and speak with glory and respect the gods of Mt. Olympus.”
3) Light a candle and say a hymn to Hestia.
Hestia, you who guard the sacred shrine of the Lord Apollon. The far-darter at goodly Pathos. With soft oil dripping ever from your locks. Come now to this house, come having one mind with Zeus the all wise-draw near, and with all bestow favor upon my song.”
Prayer to Hestia
Hestia, gracious goddess who sits at the heart of each home, who lives in the heart of each one who reveres you, each one who holds you dear, each one who turns to you for strength and harmony.
Hestia, goddess most needful, goddess most serene, goddess most esteemed, the heart of the city is yours as well, great goddess; within your realm are those who serve the state, who work for all the good of all–your blessings fall on the honest, goddess, your wrath on the corrupt, on those who betray their trust for gain. Defender of the householder, guardian of the hearthfire, Hestia, I praise and honor you.
4) Let Apollo know that your here. Say, “Apollo, here me!” This isn’t a command. Then let him know what you’ve done for him in the past and let him know why your here. Then add his titles. I’m using three of them in this ritual (Hunter, Leader of Colonies, Best) and then say your reason for being here, which is offer and pour libations to him.
5) Say an Invocation to Apollo.
I call to Apollon, radiant and beautiful god, son of fair Leto and ligthning wielding Zeus, brother of swift-footed, true shooting Artemis. In ancient Delphi you lent your wisdom to all, in Delos and in far-off shrines your words did sound; across the land, in all the provinces, Phoebus, were temples raised in your name, did men and women gather in your honor, wreathed in sweet flowers, words of prayer upon their lips. Many loves were yours, bright Apollon, and many noble sons and daughters; father of kind Asklepios, your healing hand can cease the most poisonous of plagues. Apollo, we see you in beauty–in art and in song, in the perfection of numbers, in the words of poets, in the drive towards truth. Apollo, I call to you.
6) Do a Hymn to Apollo.
Of Thee, O Phoebus, even the swan sings clearly with the music of its wings, leaping on the bank by the swirling river Peneius, and of Thee with his tuneful lyre the sweet voiced minstrel ever singth first and last. Hail to thee, Oh King! I pray to thee in song.
7) Say a prayer to Apollo.
O shining Apollo, son of lightning-wielding Zeus and blessed Leto, brother of swift-footed Artemis, father of gods and galant heroes; great Apollo, whose sun-bright hair is yet unshorn, whose fair face and well-built form, ageless and abiding, hold ever the beauty of youth.
Laurel-weathed god, child of Delos, far-shooting one whose shafts fly staight and true, you keep the evil of the world at bay, you deliver mankind from plague and disease, and yet your arrows carry death and well to men, swiftly and suddenly.
Sweet are the songs men sing to laud your name, sweet too the spark of insight, O companion of the excellent Muses.
In Delphi, O Apollo, was your name well spoken, were you well honored with gifts and libations, and you shared the words of father Zeus with men.
Apollo, protector of humanity, brilliant one, I praise and give thanks for your blessings.
8) Pour Libation to him, saying, “I offer this libation to you, oh god Apollo. Please grant me good health.”
9) Offer Incense, saying, “I offer this incense to you, oh god Apollo. Please let me understand signs that you send to me.”
10) Offer food, saying, “I offer this food, as a sacrifice, to you, god Apollo.”
11) Pray to Apollo
12)End the ritual by saying, “Hestia, goddess of home and hearth, to you I offer last of all as a pious mortal should. Tend to those whom I love and guard the houses of the pious. As the gods will it, so it shall be.”
It is so!
Dump the entire container that you’ve poured your wine or grape juice into outside and then that ends it.