Mother of women & men
Descend, I pray,
With your lunar ray of power
Upon my cricle here!
God of Earth, Lord of the Sun, Protector of all,
Father of women and men,
Descend, I pray,
With your solar ray of power
Upon my circle here!
I have called upon the spirits of North, East, South, and West
To aid me int he construction of this circle.
This circle is sealed.
When dark as our destiny's pathway, That now we bring forth in the light.
Mysterious Water and Fire, The Earth and the wide-ranging Air,
By hidden Quintessence we know Them, and we will keep silent and dare.
The birth and rebirt of all Nature, the passing of Winder and Spring,
We share with the life Universal, rejoice in the Magical Ring.
Four times in the year the Great Sabbat returns, and the Witches are seen.
At Lammas and Candelas dancing, on May Eve and old Halloween.
When daytime and nighttime 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 arethirtheen is the Covens array.
Thirteen times at Esbat make meryy, for each golden year and a day.
The power has passed down the ages, each time between woman and man.
Each century unto the other, ere times and the ages began.
When drawn is the Magickal circle, by sword or athame of power.
Its compass between two worlds lies, in the land of shades of that hour.
Our wrold has no right to know it, and the 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 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 commandment, By Magick of old be it done.
Eight words the Witches Rede fulfill:
If it Harms none, Do what Though Will!
