Sun, they told me, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Would rise again some day, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Her finest gifts She brings, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Sustain us to the spring, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Prrum-pa-pum-pum, Prrum-pa-pum-pum
We will honor Her, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
When she comes.
Winter Solsitce, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
We come to celebrate, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
You have a flame to bring, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
A source of warmth 'til spring, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Prrum-pa-pum-pum, Prrum-pa-pum-pum
We will honor you, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
With our drum.
May we meet again, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
May hand and drum keep time, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
We play our drum for You, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
We play our best for You, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Prrum-pa-pum-pum, Prrum-pa-pum-pum
May You smile on us, Pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Eternally drum.
I had a little Goddess, I baked her out of clay.
Spinning, dancing, leaping, Her laughter full of light,
I made an invocation, invited her to stay,
Her eyes began to twinkle, her lips curved in a smile,
The stars came to my doorstep and spun about the room.
My eyes were big as scrying globes, my heart pounded like a drum.
I thought she'd be so serious, I thought she'd be austere,
She danced upon my heartstrings, she opened up my eyes,
Spiral, spiral, spiral, the Goddess is alive.
While witches kept their watching
Go tell it on the mountain,
The witches danced and feasted,
Down in a lowly valley,
City witches, busy witches, dressed in festival style
Silver moon, Mother moon,
Strings of candles, held by handle
Give rest to all who suffer upon this young-old day.
Gods rest ye merry pagan folk.
The winter's worst still lies ahead,
Withing the blessed apple lies
Silent Night, Solstice Night,
Silent Night, Solstice Night,
Silent Night, Solstice Night,
The holly and the ivy, when they are both full grown,
The rising of the sun, and the running of the deer,
The holly bears a blossom, as white as lily flow'r,
The holly bears a berry, as red as any rose,
The holly bears a prickle, as sharp as any thorn,
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I HAD A LITTLE GODDESS
(to the tune of "The Dreidle Song")
I placed her on the altar and prepared myself to pray.
Turning spiral, weaving, the Goddess is alive.
And when I lit Her candle, she jumped up to play.
She raised her arms above her head and danced a little while.
The Goddess, she went flying upon her magic broom.
Night seeped through the windows and day came with a sun.
But when I met the Goddess, I knew I needn't fear.
She made me see inside myself, the joy of life to prize.
Turning, turning, turning, she danced a little jive.
GO TELL IT ON THE MOUNTAIN
O'er sleeping flock by night,
Behold, throughout the night sky,
There shone a magic light.
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go tell it on the mountain,
The Solstice sun is born.
When lo, there was rebirth.
The sunbeams climbed the mountains
And poured across the earth.
The sun rays lit the morn,
And life began a-stirring
To sing this solstice song.
SILVER MOON
(to the tune of "Silver Bells")
In the air there's a feeling of ritual.
Women laughing, Circle passing
Sharing smile after smile,
And 'round every hearth fire you hear:
It's Goddess time in the city.
Circling, hear them sing,
Soon it will be Solstice Day.
With a flickering glow,
As the witches weave magickal treasures.
Touching changing, changing touching,
This is Diana's scene,
And with all of the blessings you hear: (etc.)
GODS REST YE MERRY PAGAN FOLK
(to the tune of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen")
Those young will have their joy when the world in green and grey,
And all the aged will bless the youth, then go again to play
For the world in an ancient child, ancient child,
For the world is an ancient child.
Remember that the sun returns
Upon this Solstice Day!
The growing dark is ended now
And spring is on its way.
O, tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy!
O, tidings of comfort and joy!
Fierce tempest, snow and rain!
Beneath the blanket on the ground,
The spark of life remains!
The Sun's warm rays caress the seed
To raise Life's songs again!
O, tidings, etc.
The promise of the Queen,
For from this pentacle shall rise
The orchards fresh and green.
The earth shall blossom once again,
The air be sweet and clean.
O, tidings, etc.
SILENT NIGHT
All is calm, all is bright.
Nature slumbers in forest and glen
'Til in Springtime She wakens again,
Sleeping spirits grow strong!
Sleeping spirits grow strong!
Silver moon, shining bright.
Yule fires welcome the Sun's rebirth.
Hark, the Light is reborn!
Hark, the Light is reborn!
Quiet rest 'til the Light.
Turning ever, the rolling wheel
Brings the winter to comfort and heal.
Rest your spirit in peace!
Rest your spirit in peace!
THE HOLLY AND THE IVY
Of all the trees that are in the wood, the holly bears the crown.
The playing of the merry organ, sweet singing in the choir.
And in our hearts we bear pure hope, and sing every hour.
And in our hearts we bear a flame of life, and with hope it grows.
And our skin bears the sun's sharp rays, bringing life this Solstice morn.
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