The Witches’ Creed
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny’s pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.
The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
And will and keep silent and dare.
The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal,
Rejoice in the magical ring.
Returns, and witches are seen
At Lammas, and Candlemas dancing,
On May Eve and old Hallowe’en.
When the sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned,
Again witches gather in feast.
Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times as Esbat make merry,
For each golden year and a day.
Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other,
Ere time and the ages began.
By sword or athame or power,
Its compass between the two worlds lie,
In Land of the Shades for that hour.
And world beyond will tell naught,
The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
The Great Work of magic is wrought.
That stand to at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature,
The forms and the forces divine.
The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess,
Of this did our ancestors teach.
The Horn’d One, the Lord of the shades,
By day he’s the King of the Woodlands,
The dweller in green forest glades.
They dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing,
With power to free or to bind.
And dance and make love in their praise,
Til Elphame's fair land shall receive us,
In peace at the end of our days.
So be it in Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment,
By Magick of old, be it done.
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