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The Witches' Rede
Hear now the word of the Witches, the secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny's pathway, that we now 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 Magical Ring
Four times in the year the Great Sabbat, return, and the Witches
are seen,
When daytime and nighttime are equal, when sun is at greatest and
least,
The four lesser Sabbats are summoned, and 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 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 world has no right to know it, and the 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 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:
As it Harms none, Do what Thou Will!
Also known as The Rede of the Wiccae and the Witches’ Creed
Credited to Lady Gwen Thompson