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The Witches' Creed
Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny's pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.
Mysterious water and fire,
The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
And will and keep silent and dare.
The birth and rebirth of all nature,
The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal,
Rejoice in the magical ring.
Four times in the year the Great Sabbat
Returns, and witches are seen
At Lammas, and Candlemas dancing,
On May Eve and old Hallowe'en.
When day-time and night-time are equal,
When the sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned,
Again witches gather in feast.
Thirteen silver moons in a year are,
Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times as Esbat make merry,
For each golden year and a day.
The power was passed down the ages,
Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other,
Ere time and the ages began.
When drawn is the magical circle,
By sword or athame or power,
Its compass between the two worlds lie,
In Land of the Shades for that hour.
This world has no right then to know it,
And world beyond will tell naught,
The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
The Great Work of magic is wrought.
For two are the mystical pillars,
That stand to at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature,
The forms and the forces divine.
The dark and the light in succession,
The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess,
Of this did our ancestors teach.
By night he's the wild wind's rider,
The Horn'd One, the Lord of the shades,
By day he's the King of the Woodlands,
The dweller in green forest glades.
She is youthful or old as she pleases,
She sails the torn clouds in her barque,
The bright silver lady of midnight,
The crone who weaves spells in the dark.
The master and mistress of magic,
They dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing,
With power to free or to bind.
So drink the good wine to the Old Gods,
And dance and make love in their praise,
Til Elphame's fair land shall receive us,
In peace at the end of our days.
An Do What You Will be the challenge,
So be it in Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment,
By Magick of old, be it done

listen to the words of the Great Mother
who of old was called: Artemis, Aphrodite, Diana,
Arionrhod, Cerridwen, Isis and by many other.

When in need of anything you are
once in a month, when the moon is full,
then shall ye assemble and adore
my spirit, Queen of all witches.

I am your sister, your mother, the wise one,
in the warmth of my love you'll seek,
I'll wrap you gently for you shall find within,
not without, not below, not above, but deep within your soul.

Ye who are fain to learn all sorcery,
to these teach i will.
And ye shall be free from slavery;
dance, sing feast, make music and love,
for mine's the ecstasy of the spirit
and joy on earth.
For i am the laughter of a gleeful child
and the scent of the flowers wild,
the floating leaf upon the breeze
and the dancing fire in the forest glade.

Keep pure you highest ideals
let nothing stop you or turn you aside
for mine is the secret that opens
the door of youth and the cauldron of
Cerridwen, holy grial of immortality,
I'm the gracious Goddess
who gives the gift of joy onto the heart.

The knowledge of eternal spirit
on earth i give,
and peace and freedom
beyond the death.
Yes, birth and growth and death i am,
and fr i am the mother of all living,
nor do i demand sacrifice.

Hear the words of the Star Goddess
the white moon among the stars
and the mysteries of waters,
I am the peaceful depth of the twilight
that soothes the soul when day is done.

Let my worship be within
the heart that rejoices,
therefore, let there be
beauty and strength,
power and compassion,
honor and humility,
mirth and reverence,
within you soul.

For behold, I've been with you
from the beginning and at the end
of time.