Hear now the word of the Witches, the secrets we hid 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 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 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 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 Thou Will!
"The Rede of the Wiccae should be credited to Lady Gwen Thompson for originally publishing it back in 1975 edition Green Egg Magazine".
The Wiccan Rede
Bide the Wiccan Laws we must, in Perfect Love and Perfect Trust
Soft of eye and light of touch, we speak little and listen much
We heed flower, bush, and tree, by the Lady blessed be
Revere all life; respect all things, to us great blessings the Forces bring
When we have a true need, we hearken not to other’s greed
With no fool a season spend, lest we be counted as his or her friend
Merry we meet and merry we part, bright our cheeks and warm our heart
With everything we live and let live, we fairly take and we fairly give
We wear the pentacle to remind us of, The Lady and Lord and their Divine Love
We cast the circle thrice about, to keep unwanted energies out
To bind the spell every time, every spell we speak in rhyme
Greater Power will this lend, and to our will all things do bend
In our hands the Power we hold, to make the new and recreate the old
And whether or not we win or lose, we always respect others’ right to choose
We work for the Good of everyone, the spell is cast and it is done
Both Lady and Lord so Divine, You show us a way and give us a sign
The four tools of the Lady and Lord, Cup, Wand, Pentacle, and Sword
Where the rippling waters go, we cast a stone and truth we know
When in doubt the cards make clear, all that we have need to hear
Divination always shows the way, truth is shown come what may
It’s not what we do but what we intend, that determines how all things will end
Harm comes from thought as well as deed, every thought we think is a seed
Each time it’s repeated the power flows, into the seed and stronger it grows
The power is always amply supplied, for all that we do is multiplied
Mind the Threefold Law we should, three times bad and three times good
This warning we must always heed, when following the Wiccan Rede
All things in time as the Wheel turns round, to the cycles of life we are bound
Cross quarters and quarters we do keep great blessings all year round we reap
Respect the phases of the Moon, with the cycles of life we live in tune
Blessed by day and blessed by night, guided always by the Light
Of Infinite Love in everything, with hearts uplifted and souls that sing
We know our work is truly done, when we wish Peace and Love to everyone
The Wiccan Rede we do fulfill: “An ye harm none, do as ye will.”