Amazing Grace

          Amazing Grace, how sweet the Earth

           that bore a witch like me!

          I once was burned, now I survive,

          was hung and now I sing.

        T'was grace that drew down the moon

        and grace that raised the seas.

        The magic in the people's will

         will set our Mother free.

        We face the East and breathe the winds

        that move across this earth.

        From gentle breeze to hurricane

        our breath will bring forth the change.

        Turn towards the South and feel the fire

        that burns in you and me.

        The spirit's flame will rise again

        and burn eternally.

       We greet the West, our souls awash

       in tides of primal birth.

       Our tears and blood, our pain and love

       will cleanse and heal the earth.

       Reach into the North and know your roots

       down deep ancestral caves.

       We find the wisdom of the Crone,

       Of circles we are made.

       Amazing earth, enduring life,

      from death into rebirth.

      T'is earth I am and earth I love

     and earth I'll always be.

      Amazing grace, how sweet the Earth

      that bore witches like we.

     We once were burned, now we survive,

      were hung and now we sing.

     Goddess bless, so mote it be,

     Our magic spirals on.

     Merry meet and merry part

     and merry meet again.

                                               by Verna Knapp