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The Wiccan Rede
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Yule Songs
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| Pagan versions of Christmas songs. :-) (I didn't write any of these. They came from various places around the web.) OH, COME, ALL YE FAITHFUL! Oh, come all ye faithful Gather round the Yule Fire Oh, come ye, oh, come ye, To call the Sun! Fires within us Call the Fire above us O, come, let us invoke Him! O, come, let us invoke Him! O, come, let us invoke Him! Our Lord, the Sun! Yea, Lord, we greet Thee! Born again at Yuletide! Yule fires and candle flames Are lighted for You! Come to thy children Calling for thy blessing! O, come, let us invoke Him! O, come, let us invoke Him! O, come, let us invoke Him! Our Lord, the Sun! SILENT NIGHT Silent night, Solstice Night All is calm, all is bright Nature slumbers in forest and glen Till in Springtime She wakens again Sleeping spirits grow strong! Sleeping spirits grow strong! Silent night, Solstice night Silver moon shining bright Snowfall blankets the slumbering Earth Yule fires welcome the Sun's rebirth Hark, the Light is reborn! Hark, the Light is reborn! Silent night, Solstice night Quiet rest till the Light Turning ever the rolling Wheel Brings the winter to comfort and heal Rest your spirit in peace! Rest your spirit in peace! GLORY TO THE NEW BORN KING Brothers, sisters, come to sing Glory to the new-born King! Gardens peaceful, forests wild Celebrate the Winter Child! Now the time of glowing starts! Joyful hands and joyful hearts! Cheer the Yule log as it burns! For once again the Sun returns! Brothers, sisters, come and sing! Glory to the new-born King! Brothers, sisters, singing come Glory to the newborn Sun Through the wind and dark of night Celebrate the coming light. Suns glad rays through fear's cold burns Life through death the Wheel now turns Gather round the Yule log and tree Celebrate Life's mystery Brothers, sisters, singing come Glory to the new-born Sun. DANCING IN A WICCAN WONDERLAND Pagans sing, are you listenin', Altar's set, candles glisten, It's a Magickal night, we're having tonight, Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland Blades held high, censer smoking, God and Goddess, we're invoking, Through Elements Five, we celebrate life, Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland, Queen of Heaven, is in Her place, Triple Goddess, now the Crone Face, Above and Below, She's the Goddess we know, Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland Now the God, is the Provider, Supplying game for our Fire, Above and Below, He's the Horned One we know, Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland In a Circle we can light a Yule Fire, And await the rising of the Sun, It's the Great Wheel turning for the new year, loaded with abundance and great fun. Later on, by the fire, Cone of Power, gettin' higher It's a Magickal Night we're having tonight, Dancing in a Wiccan Wonderland WICCAN WONDERLAND Tarot cards are you listening Crystal balls are you glistening The quarters are charged, we're wizards at large We're walkin in a Wiccan Wonderland In the meadow we will cast a circle And pretend that it's a geosphere We'll have lots of fun upon the altar Until an evil spirit chances near Later on we'll perspire And get drunk by the fire We'll dance without clothes 'cause nobody knows We're walkin in a Wiccan Wonderland All you Pagans come on gather round us Raise your chalice and join in our cheer We'll have lots of cakes until the Sun comes And chase them with another keg of beer After all is said and done Bye to Spirits that have come Please stay if you will or go if you must We're walkin in a Wiccan Wonderland MOON OF SILVER (We Three Kings) CHORUS: Oh, Moon of Silver, Sun of Gold, Gentle Lady, Lord so bold! Guide us ever, failing never, Lead us in ways of old. Maiden, Mother, Ancient Crone, Queen of Heaven on your throne, Praise we sing Thee, Love we bring Thee, For all that you have shown. Lord of Darkness, Lord of Light, Gentle Brother, King of Might, Praise we sing thee, Love we bring Thee On this Solstice night. JOY TO THE WORLD Joy to the world! The Lord is come! Let Earth receive her king! Let every heart prepare him room And Heaven and Nature sing, etc. Welcome our King who brings us life. Our Lady gives him birth! His living light returneth to warm the seeds within us And wake the sleeping earth, etc. Light we the fires to greet our Lord, Our Light! Our Life! Our King! Let every voice be lifted to sing his holy praises, As Heaven and Nature sing, etc. GOD REST YE MERRY, PAGANFOLK (God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen) God rest ye merry, paganfolk, Let nothing you dismay. Remember that the Sun returns Upon this Solstice day. The growing dark is ending now And Spring is on its way. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy! Oh, tidings of comfort and joy. The Goddess rest ye merry, too, And keep you safe from harm. Remember that we live within The circle of Her arms, And may Her love give years to come A very special charm. Oh, tidings of comfort and joy, Comfort and joy! Oh, tidings of comfort and joy! HARK THE NEW AGE PAGANS SING! (Hark the Herald Angels Sing) Hark the New Age Pagans Sing, Glory to the Holly King, Peace on Earth and mercy mild, God and Goddess reconciled, Hear us now as we proclaim, We have risen from the flames, Our ancient Craft now we reclaim, In the God and Goddess' names Hark the New Age Pagans Sing, Glory to the Holly King! Herne by highest love adored, Herne the ever-reborn Lord, At all times behold Him come, Offspring of the Holy One, Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see, Hail Incarnate Deity! Our ancient Craft now we reclaim, in the God and Goddess' names Hark the New Age Pagans Sing, Glory to the Holly King! OH HOLY NIGHT O holy night! The stars shine in their brightness. It is the night of the Sun God's re-birth. Long lay the world in growing cold and darkness 'Til He appeared, casting light o'er the earth. A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. All nature sings! Oh raise your joyous voices! Oh night divine! This night the Sun is born! Oh night divine! Oh night, oh night divine! THE TWELVE DAYS OF YULETIDE On the first day of Yuletide my true love gave to me, a Circle 'round a Pine Tree. On the second day of Yuletide my true love gave to me, Two pointed Horns and a Circle 'round a Pine Tree. etc. 1. A Circle 'round a Pine Tree 2. Two pointed Horns 3. Three Silver Cups 4. Four Pentagrams 5. Five Magick Rings 6. Six critters Fetching 7. Seven Candles Glowing 8. Eight Fires Blazing 9. Nine Herbs a-Brewing 10. Ten Stones a-Standing 11. Eleven Brooms a-Flying 12. Twelve Witches Dancing GRANDMA GOT RAN OVER BY A BROOMSTICK Grandma got ran over by a broomstick Walking home from our house Halloween. Now you can say there's no such thing as witch's. But as for me and grandpa, we believe. She'd consumed too many spirits. And we begged her not to go. But she'd forgot her Belladonna, So she sacheted out the door, we didn't know. When they found her the next morning At the scene of the attack. She had bristles on her forehead, And incriminating brush marks on her back. Grandma got ran over by a broomstick. Walking home from our house Halloween. You can say there's no such thing as witch's, But as for me and grandpa, we believe. Now we're all so proud of grandpa. He's been taking it so well. See him in there watching wrestling, Drinking wine and dancing skyclad with cousin Nell. It's not Samhain without grandma. She's the one with the big hat. And we just can't help but wonder, Should we divvy up her candy, or send it back. Grandma got ran over by a broomstick, Walking home from our house Halloween. You can say there's no such thing as witch's. But as for me and grandpa, we believe. Now the punch is on the table, And the pumpkin, it's so big. And the black and silver candles That would just have matched the hair in grandma's wig. I've warned all my friends and neighbors, Better watch out for yourselves. They should never give a license, To a gal who flies a broomstick deosil. Grandma got ran over by a broomstick, Walking home from our house Halloween. You can say there's no such thing as witch's, But as for me and grandpa, we believe. |
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