Amazing Grace

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Amazing Grace

How sweet the Earth,

That bore a Witch like me.

I once was burned,

Now I survive.

Was Hanged but now I sing.

‘Twas Grace, That Drew

Down the Moon,

and Grace that Raised

the Seas,

The Magick in,

The people’s Will

Will Set our Mother Free.

We Face The East,

and breathe the winds,

That move across the Earth,

From gentle breeze to hurricane,

our breath will bring forth change.

Turn Towards the South,

and Feel the Fire,

That burns in you and me,

The Spirit’s flame shall rise again,

and Burn Eternally.

We Greet the West

Our Souls awash,

In Tides of Primal Birth,

Our Pain and blood, Our Tears and love

Shall cleanse and heal the Earth.

Reach in to North,

and Know your roots,

Down Deep ancestral Caves.

We find the Wisdom of the Crone,

of Circles we are made.

Amazing Grace

How Sweet the Earth

That bore Witches like We.

We once were burned

Now we survive

were hanged and now we sing.

Goddess bless,

So mote it be

Our Magick Spirals on,

Merry meet and Merry Part

and Merry meet Again.