Hecate

Invocation - "Hekate Thou Mother of Might"

"Hecate, thou mother of might Goddess of magick, of storms, of night. Moon maiden, mother and crone Dispensing justice from thy lofty throne Watching now with piercing eye As thy moon palace doth glide the sky All of life onthe planet Earth Selecting, weighing and measuring it's worth Grant us of thy wisdom sublime Reveal to us the secrets of time Hlep us winnnow truth from lies Harken now, pllease hear our cries. Hekate, thou mother of might Goddess of crossroads, bearer of light Moon maiden, mother and crone Descend unto us from thy lofty throne. Walk amongst us and reveal now The mysteries of thy shining brow Past, present and future merge Let us feel thy power surge. Bestow healing upon this planet Release the songs of thy stones of granite Help us, strengthen us, in out resolve To banish all hate, let it dissolve. Hekate, thou mother of might Goddess of love, giver of sight Moon maiden, mother and crone Ensconced upon thy lofty throne Acknowledge us, who by our own choice Have chosen to listen to thy voice Help us spead wisdom, truth, love and light To save Earth from her desperate plight We bide the Wiccan Rede to fulfill "And ye harm none, do what thou will." Help us grow in serving thee As we will, so mote it be. Hekate, thou mother of might Robed in splendor, beauteous, bright. Moon maiden, mother and crone Shine upon us from thy lofty throne."

A Call to Hecate

Come, the Moon's path opens before thee- From thy secret realm dark as midnight seas Approach the crossroads of wolves, they wild minions Thou that runs with the fierce, run now with us- Drive our foes into the dense impassable forests- Come like a fire blazing as high as if the firmament Were kindled by the wind's great power They will be calmed by the calling of thy name! Guide of the underworld- of the ancient wisdom Black as night, red as blood Wise as time, ever lasting... Hecate! Who are the souls mirror and the keeper of the keys Enter there upon the chamber where infidels Bear aloft their weapons of war Strike there with thine eye which penetrates all darkness And release those who profane the blessed night! Come, calm all fears of those who are thy children. In the silvered silence of the moon In the cries of all passion In the howls of the wild Hecate grant us thy presence! Come, may the darkness dance with the light! CHANT: "As the darkness now draws near See the cycle of the year As the light now goes within Let the Hallows dance begin-"

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