Saturday, November 29, 2008
Thursday, November 27th, 2008 3:00 PM
Praise to You who rise in gold and illumine the Two Lands by day at your birth. Nut your mother has borne You on her hand, and what the Aten encircles is bright because of You. Great Illuminator who shines forth from the Primordial Water, may my Ka be sustained with food and provisions. Power of Powers, greatly majestic in the Night Bark, mightily eternal in the Day Bark, may I be glorified in your domain, may You cause me to endure in the West. May You ignore my wrongdoing and set me as one honoured. May You protect my Ba in the Sacred Land, that it may go about in the Field of Reeds, because I have passed on with joy.
Posted by Ben Morales-Correa at 1:25 p.m.