MYSTERIOUS WORLDS

Were nothing is as it seems

Wicca Protection Chant

 
God and Goddess of the skies,
Please respond to my cries.
Lift me up in your strong arms,
Away from those who seek me harm.
Shield me from the awful rage that shall face me day to day to day to day.
Help me be strong in what I do, and help
my heart remain true.
Give me strength to face each day, and the hardships
before me lain. Let those
who I love, love me in return,
and everyday let me learn.
I bid you both my spirits keep,
while I’m awake and asleep.
So mote it is!

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