Where did the "Wicca Creed" come from?

Question

Also please don't try to say that it is a evil religion and I will be going to hell because of it. First off I don't believe in hell, and secondly, I will only give you an automatic thumbs down for not answering my question.

Answer 1

If you're refering to Rede of the Wiccae, it's ©1975 Gwen Thompson (that's what "problem" is citing)

If you're refering to something else, it's probably Valiente's Witches' Creed.

Neither is by Dorothy Morrison or Gerald Gardner.

Perhaps you could give some of the words you mean?

Answer 2

Wiccan Rede

Bide the Wiccan Law you must,
In perfect love and perfect trust

Live and let live;
Fairly take and fairly give.

Cast the circle thrice about.
To keep the evil spirits out.

To bind the spell every time,
Let the spell be spake in rhyme

Soft of eye and light of touch
Speak little and listen much.

Deasil go by the waxing moon,
Sing and dance the Witches'Rune

Widdershins go when the moon doth wane,
And werewolves howl by the dream wolfsbane.

When the Lady's moon is new
Kiss thy hand to Her times two

When the moon rides at her peak,
Then your heart's desire speak.

Heed the north wind's mighty gale,
Lock the door and drop the sail.
When the wind comes from the south
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.
Expect the new and set the feast
When the west wind blows o're thee
The departed spirits restless be.

Nine woods in the cauldron go,
Burn them fast and burn them slow
Elder the Lad's tree
Burn it not, or cursed be.

When the Wheel begins a turn
Let the Beltane fires burn
When the Wheel hath turned to Yule
Light the log and let Pan rule.

Heed ye flower, bush and tree,
And by the Blessed Lady be!

Where the rippling waters flow,
Cast a stone and truth you'll know.

Whenever you do have a need,
Harken not to others'greed.

With the fool no seasons spend,
Nor be counted as his friend

Merry meet and merry part,
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.

Mind the threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.

When misfortune is enow.
Wear the blue star on your brow.

True in love ever be.
Unless thy love is false to thee

Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfil,
Ánd if it harm none,do what ye will'.

Dorothy Morrison

Answer 3

Doreen Valiente wrote that, and The Wiccan Rede along with many of the things we consider Sacred Writings.

They were all a part of Gerald Gardiners Book of Shadows.

Foundations Of The Craft – Ls 8

The Witches' Creed
by Doreen Valiente

Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny's pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.

Mysterious water and fire,
The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
And will and keep silent and dare.

The birth and rebirth of all nature,
The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal,
Rejoice in the magical ring.

Four times in the year the Great Sabbat
Returns, and the witches are seen
At Lammas and Candlemas dancing,
On May Eve and old Hallowe'en.

When day-time and night-time are equal,
When sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned,
And Witches gather in feast.

Thirteen silver moons in a year are,
Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times at Esbat make merry,
For each golden year and a day.

The power that was passed down the age,
Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other,
Ere time and the ages began.

When drawn is the magical circle,
By sword or athame of power,
Its compass between two worlds lies,
In land of the shades for that hour.

This world has no right then to know it,
And world of beyond will tell naught.
The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
The Great Work of magic is wrought.

For the two are mystical pillars,
That stand at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature,
The forms and the forces divine.

The dark and the light in succession,
The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess:
Of this our ancestors teach.

By night he's the wild wind's rider,
The Horn'd One, the Lord of the Shades.
By day he's the King of the Woodland,
The dweller in green forest glades.

She is youthful or old as she pleases,
She sails the torn clouds in her barque,
The bright silver lady of midnight,
The crone who weaves spells in the dark.

The master and mistress of magic,
That dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing,
With power to free or to bind.

So drink the good wine to the Old Gods,
And Dance and make love in their praise,
Till Elphame's fair land shall receive us
In peace at the end of our days.

And Do What You Will be the challenge,
So be it Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment.
By Magic of old, be it done!

Blessings,
Aviana

Answer 4

The Witches’ Creed

By Doreen Valiente

Hear now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
When dark was our destiny’s pathway,
That now we bring forth into light.

Mysterious water and fire,
The earth and the wide-ranging air,
By hidden quintessence we know them,
And will and keep silent and dare.

The birth and rebirth of all nature,
The passing of winter and spring,
We share with the life universal,
Rejoice in the magical ring.

Four times in the year the Great Sabbat
Returns, and witches are seen
At Lammas, and Candlemas dancing,
On May Eve and old Hallowe’en.

When day-time and night-time are equal,
When the sun is at greatest and least,
The four Lesser Sabbats are summoned,
Again witches gather in feast.

Thirteen silver moons in a year are,
Thirteen is the coven's array.
Thirteen times as Esbat make merry,
For each golden year and a day.

The power was passed down the ages,
Each time between woman and man,
Each century unto the other,
Ere time and the ages began.

When drawn is the magical circle,
By sword or athame or power,
Its compass between the two worlds lie,
In Land of the Shades for that hour.

This world has no right then to know it,
And world beyond will tell naught,
The oldest of Gods are invoked there,
The Great Work of magic is wrought.

For two are the mystical pillars,
That stand to at the gate of the shrine,
And two are the powers of nature,
The forms and the forces divine.

The dark and the light in succession,
The opposites each unto each,
Shown forth as a God and a Goddess,
Of this did our ancestors teach.

By night he’s the wild wind’s rider,
The Horn’d One, the Lord of the shades,
By day he’s the King of the Woodlands,
The dweller in green forest glades.

She is youthful or old as she pleases,

She sails the torn clouds in her barque,

The bright silver lady of midnight,

The crone who weaves spells in the dark.

The master and mistress of magic,
They dwell in the deeps of the mind,
Immortal and ever-renewing,
With power to free or to bind.

So drink the good wine to the Old Gods,
And dance and make love in their praise,
Til Elphame's fair land shall receive us,
In peace at the end of our days.

An Do What You Will be the challenge,
So be it in Love that harms none,
For this is the only commandment,
By Magick of old, be it done.

Eight words the Witches’ Creed fulfill

If it harms none, do what you will.

Answer 5

Are you referring to the "Wiccan Rede"?

You MIGHT be able to find the information you are looking for on this website: http://wicca.timerift.net/

Answer 6

It is actually the "Wiccan Rede", or advice.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wiccan_Rede

Answer 7

Why ask if you are not willing to hear the truth???

It came from hell....Now go throw a fit about how there is no hell...It doesn't go away simply because you don't believe it exists...