Hear now the words of the
witches
The secrets we hid in the
night
When dark was our destinys
pathway
That now we bring forth into
the light
Mysterious water and fire
the earth and the wide ranging air
By hidden quintessence
we know them
and will keep the 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 magickal
ring
Four times in the year
the Great Sabbat returns
and the witches are
seen
At Lammas and Candlemas
dancing on May Eve and
old Samhain
When nighttime and daytime
are equal
when the Sun is at greatest
and least
The four Lesser Sabbats
are summoned
and witches gather in
feast
Thirteen silver moons
in a year are
thirteen is the coven's
array
Thirteen times at Esbat
make merry
for each golden year
and a day
The power that was passed
down the age
each time between a
woman and man
Each century unto the
other
ere time and the ages
began
When drawn is the magickal
circle
by sword or athame of
power
Its compass between
two world lies
in land of shades for
that hour
This world has no right then
to know it
And world of beyond will
tell naught
The oldest of the Gods are
invoked there
The Great Work of Magick
is wrought
For the two are
mystical pillars
that stand at the
gate of the shrine
And two are the
powers of nature
the forms and forces
divine
The dark and the
light in succession
the opposites each
unto each
Shown forth as
a God and a Goddess
of this our ancestors
teach
By night he's the
wild wind's rider
the Hornèd One,
the Lord of the Shades
By day he's the
King of the Woodland
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 magick
that 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
And 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!
