Drawing down the Healing Power

Bright the Moonlight shines, on this winters night
We seek the power to heal the world
We call on the Power of light

Breathe deep the Air
Sweet breath of life
Hail to the power of living
Hail to the power of might

Fires to burn away the ill
Warm and comforting against the chill
Hail to the powers of fires cleansing flame
Hail fires power to heal we claim

Water to cleanse the wounds of life
Pure and soothing in our sight
Hail to the power of waters grace
Hail to the wonder of its accepting face

Earth our Mighty Mother of healing power
We your children call in this place and hour
Hail Mother, thy power we seek
Let us become healing hands
when our fellows are weak

Great Mother of compassion
We call on your healing power
Let us become thy tools
In this needful hour

Hail Great Father of wisdom
Give us the knowledge we seek
Let us become wise in the ways
To Heal with the power we summon

Bridget Bright  Mother of healing
We wear your mantle proudly
When on the moon we call
We draw down the healing power
To be shared with one and all

Coventina share with us
Your healing waters of light
Hail Mother of the blessed spring
We call on thee tonight

Blodeuwedd in your sacred grove we stand
Calling down the healing  Moonlight
Like the great oak trees call from the land

With the air of  Arianrhods starry breathe
we cool the fevered brow
With Bels fire we cleanse the bower
of all ills it may contain now
With water and Airmids grace
we brew the healing simple
With Earth Dani, sweet mother of might
we call on the power of light

Bright the fires burn, to light the darkest night
Pure is the water that flows over our hands tonight
Earth embraces its childern, with hands of light
Sweet scented the air, with incense our sacrifice
Rises in the night

Hear one, hear all
To the healers song
Let the voices ring loud in the valley
Sing a song of grace, sing a song of power
Draw down the moon, in this our healing hour

Breathed deep the Air
Sweet is breath of life
Hail to the power of living
We thank the power of might

Fires to burn away the ill's
Warm and comforting against the chill
Hail to the powers of fires cleansing flame
We thank fires power to heal
that we justly claimed

Water to cleanse the wounds of life
Pure and soothing in our sight
Hail to the power of waters grace
We thank the wonder for its accepting face

Earth our Mighty Mother of healing power
We your children called in this place and hour
Hail Mother, thy power we sought
We thank you Mother
for the healing we wrought


Blessings Be


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