Hymns

[sonneillonv]

The moon is waxing gibbous and as I drove to the grocery store (a witch is a witch all the time, after all), I started composing in my head a hymn to Hekate. I'm not the world's best with software, but I tried to record myself singing it. For most of you, this will be the first time you've heard me singing! If I sound a little weird and breathy, it's because A) I'm sitting very improperly and B) I'm singing very quietly because Jake is asleep.

Here are the lyrics:

Silver crowned in velvet sky
hark, my Lady rises!
strong of arm and keen of eye
hark, my Lady rises!
bright of face and fair of aspect
honor'd most in heaven and earth
swollen full and soaring high
hark, my Lady rises!

Flick'ring torchlight and baying hounds
hark, my Lady rises!
'er she walks her praise resounds
hark, my Lady rises!
wanderer of hidden footpaths
Queen of Witches, Born of Night
gracious power in Her abounds
hark, my Lady rises!

Midwife of both death and birth
Hark, my Lady rises!
Brimo Chthonia of the earth
Hark, my Lady rises!
Ghostly shepherd, cloak of lovers,
oracle of Hades' truths
Hekate, we sing your worth
hark, my Lady rises!

Just for fun, and for a reminder, here is the hymn which a far greater poet has composed to her:

"Hekate Einodia, Trioditis, lovely dame,
of earthly, watery, and celestial frame,
sepulchral, in a saffron veil arrayed,
pleased with dark ghosts that wander through the shade;
Perseis, solitary goddess, hail!
The world’s key-bearer, never doomed to fail;
in stags rejoicing, huntress, nightly seen,
and drawn by bulls, unconquerable queen;
Leader, Nymphe, nurse, on mountains wandering, hear
the suppliants who with holy rites thy power revere,
and to the herdsman with a favouring mind draw near."
- Orphic Hymn 1 to Hecate