Wiccan Rede

Bide ye wiccan laws ye must, in perfect love and perfect trust
Live and let live, fairly take and fairly give
Form the circle thrice about, to keep unwelcome spirits out
To bind the spell every time, let the spell be spoke in rhyme
Soft of eye and light to touch, speak ye little, listen much
Doesil go by waxing moon, sing and dance ye wiccan rune
Widdershins go by waning moon, chanting out ye baleful tune
When the lady's moon is new, kiss ye hand to her times two
When the moon rides at her peak, then ye hearts desire seek
Heed the north winds mighty gale, lock the door and trim 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'll be
When the wheel begins to turn, Soon the Beltaine fires will 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 flow, cast a stone and truth you'll know
When ye have and hold a need, hearken not to other's greed
With a fool no season spend, or be counted as his friend
Merry Meet and Merry Part, bright the cheeks and warm the heart
Mind the threefold law ye should, three times bad and three times good
When misfortune is anow, wear the star upon thy brow
Rue in love ye must ever be, lest thy love be false to thee
These eight words the rede fulfill,
And ye harm none, Do what ye will.

(Traditional)

Witches Crede

Hear now the word of the Witches, the secrets we hide in the night,
When dark was our destinys 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 rebirth of all nature, The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal, Rejoice in the magikal ring !

Four time in the year the Great Sabbat, returns, and the witches are seen,
At Lammas and Candelmas dancing,on May Eve and old Halloween

When daytime and nighttime are equal, when the sun is at greatest and least,
The four lesser sabbats are summoned, again witches gather and feast.

Thirteen silver moons in a year there 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 other, ere times and the ages began.

When drawn is the magikal circle, by sword or Athem of power,
Its compass between two world lies, the great work of magik is wrought.

Fro 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 wilt be the challenge, so be it in love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment, By Magik of old be it done.

Eight words the Witches Creed fulfill :
And it harm none, Do as ye will !

(Traditional)

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