Song to Herne

by Lucidian

The Promised Child, the Newborn King, reborn upon the land.
Growing tall from Spring to Fall, raised by the Mother's hand.

Horned King of Woodland Glade, mirth and fertility,
The Mighty Warrior, Jack-in-the-Green, Oak and the Holly King.

Herne the Hunter, hear our praise to Thee! Death and Rebirth, On the Spiral Tree.

His sacred animal's spirits soar, we join then at His call,
The serpent, ram, bull, and boar, King Herne is Lord of All.

Lord of the Dance, Thy Consort waits to join in love's embrace,
Love consummated, blade and chalice, join in Sacred Space.

Herne the Hunter, hear our praise to Thee! Death and Rebirth, On the Spiral Tree.

Herne the Hunter, Lord of Death, now rides upon the night,
On His Dark Steed, His Hounds of Hell, fill all creatures with fright.

But fear Him not, His will is kind, He is as wind on grain,
That blows it back into the soil, to rise from Earth again.

Hunter and hunted, pursuer and prey, the two are really one,
The Divine Sacrificial King, our Lord Herne has become!

Herne the Hunter, hear our praise to Thee! Death and Rebirth, On the Spiral Tree.