Goddess Chant by Deena Metzger


In the cool of the evening, they used to gather
'Neath stars in the meadow circled near an old oak tree
At the times appointed by the seasons of the earth
and the phases of the moon

In the center stood a woman
Equal with the others and respected for her worth
One of the many we call the witches
The healers and the teachers of the wisdom of the earth

The people grew through the knowledge she gave them
Herbs to heal their bodies, spells to make their spirits whole
Hear them chanting healing incantations
Calling forth the wise ones, celebrating in dance and song

Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna

There were those who came to power, through domination
And they bonded in the worship of a dead man on a cross
They sought control of the common people
By demanding allegiance to the church of Rome!

And the Pope declared The Inquisition
It was a war against the women, whose power they feared
In the holocaust against the nature people,
nine million European women died

And the tale is told of those, who by the hundreds
Holding together, chose their deaths, in the sea
While chanting the praises of the Mother Goddess
A refusal of betrayal, women were dying to be free!

Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali~ Inanna

Now the Earth is a witch! and the men still burn her
Stripping her down with mining, and the poisons of their wars
Still to us the Earth is a healer, a teacher, our Mother
The weaver of the web of life~ that keeps us all alive!

She gives us the vision to see through the chaos
She gives us the courage, SHE is our will to survive!