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    The Rede, the Crede, and the Rune.


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    The Rede, the Crede, and the Rune.

    Post  norseman on Tue Feb 02, 2010 7:44 pm


    Bide the Wiccan Laws
    we must, In Perfect Love and Perfect Trust.
    Live and let live,
    Fairly take and fairly give.
    Cast the Circle
    thrice about to keep the evil spirits out.
    To bind the spell
    every time, let the spell be spake in rhyme.
    Soft of eye and light
    of touch, speak little, listen much.
    Deosil go by waxing
    moon, chanting out the witches rune.
    Widdershins go by
    waning moon, chanting out the baneful rune.
    When the Lady’s moon
    is new, kiss the hand to her, times two.
    When the moon rides at
    her peak, then your heart’s desire seek.
    Head the North wind’s
    mighty gale, lock the door and drop the sail.
    When the wind comes
    from the South, love will kiss thee on the mouth.
    When the wind blows
    from the West, departed souls will have no rest.
    When the wind blows
    from the East, expect the new and set the feast.
    Nine woods in the
    cauldron go, burn them fast and burn them slow.
    Elder be the Lady’s
    tree, burn it not or cursed you be.
    When the wheel begins
    to turn, let the Beltane fires burn.
    When the wheel has
    turned to Yule, light the log, the Horned One rules.
    Heed ye Flower, Bush
    and Tree, by the Lady, blessed be.
    Where the rippling
    waters go, cast a stone and truth you’ll know.
    When you have a true
    need, hearken not to others greed.
    With a fool no season
    spend, lest ye be counted as his friend.
    Merry meet and merry
    part, bright the cheeks and warm the heart.
    Mind the Threefold
    Law you should, three times bad and three times good. When misfortune is enow, wear the
    blue star on thy brow.
    True is love ever be,
    lest thy lover’s false to thee.
    Eight words the
    Wiccan Rede fulfil:
    An it harm none, do
    what you will.

    Hear now the word of
    the witches,
    The secrets we hid in
    the night,
    When dark was our
    destiny’s pathway,
    That now we bring
    forth in the light.
    Mysterious Water and
    The Earth and the
    wide-ranging Air,
    By hidden
    quintessence we know them,
    And we will 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
    Candelas dancing,
    On May Eve and Old
    When daytime and
    nightime are equal,
    When 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
    Covens array,
    Thirteen times at
    Esbat make merry,
    For each golden year
    and a day.
    The power has passed
    down the ages,
    Each time between
    woman and man.
    Each century unto the
    Ere time and the ages
    When drawn is the
    Magickal circle,
    By sword or atheme of
    The compass between
    two worlds lies,
    In the land of shades
    of that hour.
    Our world has no
    right to know it,
    And the world beyond
    will tell naught,
    The Oldest of Gods
    are invoked there,
    The great work of
    Magick is wrought.
    For two are the
    mystical pillars,
    That stand at the
    gate of the shrine,
    And two are the
    powers of nature,
    The forms and the
    forces divine.
    And do what thou wilt
    be the challenge,
    So be it in love that
    harms none,
    For this is the only
    By Magick of old be
    it done.
    Eight words the
    Witches Crede fulfil :
    If it harms none,
    Do what Thou will !

    Darksome night and shining moon,
    Hearken to the witches' rune.
    East, then south, west then north,
    Here come I to call thee forth.

    Earth and water, air and fire,
    Work ye unto my desire.
    Wand and Pentacle and Sword
    Hearken ye unto my word.
    Cords and Censer, Scourge and Knife,
    Waken all ye into life.
    Power of the Witches Blade,
    Come ye as the charm is made.
    Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell,
    Lend your aid unto the spell.
    Horned Hunter of the Night,

    Work my will by magic rite.
    By all the power of land and sea,
    As I do will, so mote it be.
    By all the might of moon and sun,
    Chant the spell and be it done.
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