Bless This Land

In the line behind you, thirteen Grandmas praying
In the fire before you, seven arrows burning

Circling above you, songbirds of the morning
Moving deep beneath you, sacred waters flowing

Heya heya heya ho, Heya heya haiyo
Heya heya heya ho, Heya heya haiyo
Heya heya heya ha, Heya heya haiyo
Moving deep beneath you, sacred waters flowing

Maiden mother crone, kneeling at this altar,
Beauty of the Goddess singing in these waters

Tear of love and tears of hope for seven generations
Sacred water bless this land, our people, and all nations

Heya heya heya ho, Heya heya haiyo
Heya heya heya ho, Heya heya haiyo
Heya heya heya ha, Heya heya haiyo
Sacred water bless this land, our people, and all nations