The mission of the Coven of the Standing Stones is to continue to be a Family Coven that supports and educates its members thus giving us strength and courage for ourselves and to lend to the Pagan Community. To do this with family, public and private worship; the building of family spirituality; teaching ourselves and the community the ways of the God and the Goddess through instruction and example and by adhering to the Wiccan Rede "An it Harm None, Do as Ye Will".

Sacred Fire

Fire, sacred fire

Burning through the night

Come to me in my dream time

Bring me visions of light

Spiral down, circle round

To these arms open wide

Healing light, burning bright

Dry these tears that I’ve cried

OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

The Earth is a circle OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

The Earth she is turning OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

The Earth is our Mother OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

The Earth she is dancing OO-Ma-Ma- Ma

 

OO-Ma-Ma-Ma, hey OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

OO-Ma-Ma-Ma, hey OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

OO-Ma-Ma-Ma, hey OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

OO-Ma-Ma-Ma, hey OO-Ma-Ma-Ma

We Who Are

And we who are as the stars in the heavens

Ever serve a most noble dream

A home of love and growth through the ages

Of knowledge and wisdom that never will die.

Walk With Wisdom

Walk with wisdom

From the hallowed place

Walk not in sorrow

Our roots shall e’re embrace

May strength be your brother

And honor be your friend

And luck be your lover

Until we meet again

 

(spoken)

Merry meet, merry part

And merry meet again

Blessed Be!

The Coven Song by Gareth Taliesin

I give my life up into your hands

I give my life up into your hands

I put my life in your hands

I know you’ll carry me

 

You can give your life up into my hands

You can give your life up into my hands

You can put your life in my hands

And I will carry you

We Are an Old People

We are an old people

We are a new people

We are the same people

Stronger than before


Blood of the Ancients

It’s the blood of the Ancients

That runs through our veins

And forms the change

But the circle of life remains


Mothers and Fathers of Old

From far across this mortal plain

Mothers and Father of old

We pray that ye return again

Mothers and Fathers of old

To share with us the mysteries

And secrets long untold

Of ancient ways we seek to reclaim

Mothers and Fathers of old


The Sound of Change

Wind blows, Fire burns

Water flows and the Earth turns

Wind blows, Fire burns

Water flows and the Earth turns

 

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

That’s the sound of change

Oh, that’s the sound of change

That’s the sound of change

Oh, that’s the sound of change

 

Wind blows, lifts you up

Lets you touch the sky

And the fire burns your spirit black

Forges freedom’s cry

Water flows through your veins

Becomes your salty tears

Tall Trees

(Counter Cal)

Tall trees

Warm fire

Strong wind

Deep water

 

(Together)

I feel it in my body

And feed it to the source


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