The Lord’s and Lady’s prayer
Evocation of the Goddess
Priestess: “Blessed Goddess , ancient mother of us all, I evoke you and bid you welcome at our humble gathering. I call upon you now by the name known to my ancestors, Mother Goddess, protector of your children, know that you are welcome here.
I am the Great Mother, worshiped by all creation and existent prior to their consciousness, I am the primal female force, boundless and eternal. I am the chaste Goddess of the moon, the lady of all magic. The winds and moving leaves sing my name. I wear the crescent moon upon my brow and my feet rest among the starry heavens. I am mysteries yet unsolved, a path newly set upon. I am a field untouched by the plow. Rejoice in me and know the fullness of youth. I am the blessed Mother, the gracious lady of the harvest. I am clothed with the deep, cool wonder of the earth and the gold of the fields heavy with grain. By me the tides of the earth are ruled; all things come to fruition according to my season. I am refuge and healing. I am the life giving mother, wondrously fertile. Worship me as the crone, tender of the unbroken cycle of death and rebirth. I am the wheel, the shadow of the moon. I rule the tides of women and men and give release and renewal to weary souls. Though the darkness of death is my domain, the joy of birth is my gift. I am the Goddess of the moon, the earth, the seas, my names and strengths are manifold. I pour forth magic and power, peace and wisdom. I am the eternal Maiden, Mother of all, and Crone of darkness, and I send you blessing of limitless love.”
Evocation of the God
Priest: “Blessed God, ancient father of us all, I evoke you and bid you welcome at our humble gathering. I call upon you now by the name known to my ancestors, Father God, protector of your children, know that you are welcome here.
I am the radiant King of the heavens, flooding the earth with warmth and encouraging the hidden seed of creation to burst forth into manifestation. I lift my shining spear to light the lives of all beings and daily pour forth my gold upon the earth, putting to flight the powers of harm. I am the master of the beasts wild and free. I run with the swift stag and soar as a sacred falcon against the shimmering sky. The ancient woods and wild places emanate my powers, and the birds of the air sing of my sanctity. Worship me as the thousand name sun of creation, the spirit of the horned stag in the wild, the endless harvest. See in the yearly cycles of festivals my birth, death, and rebirth and know that such is the destiny of all creation. I am the spark of life, the radiant sun, the giver of peace and rest, and I send my rays of blessings to warm the hearts and strengthen the minds of all.”
