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AND IMAGE: G.T. MARTIN
Adoring Re, satisfying
him when he rises. The hereditary prince Horemheb, he says:
'Hail to you, who are beneficial and effective, Atum-Harakhty.
When you have appeared in the horizon of the sky, praises
(2) to you are in the mouth
(s) of everyone, for you are
beautiful and rejuvenated as the disk in the embrace of
your mother Hathor. Appear everywhere, your heart being
glad forever! The two Conclaves come to You
(3) bowing,
they give adoration to your rising. How beautiful is your
rising in the horizon of the sky, you have bestrewn the
Two Lands <with> turquoise. It is Re-Harakhty, that
divine
(4) youth, heir of eternity, who begot himself and
gave birth to himself, king of heaven and earth, ruler
of the Netherworld, chief of the necropolis, the realm
of the dead, [who came forth]
(5) from the water and pulled
himself out of Nun, who brought himself up while hallowing
his
(re)births, mighty king, appearing <in> the horizon.
The Ennead is in jubilation
(6) at your rising, every eye
is in exultation, rejoicing at your appearance for them,
august god who is in his shrine, lord of everlasting who
is in the midst Of
(7) his barque. The inhabitants of the
horizon row you, the inhabitants of the night-barque sail
you, the souls of the East invoke you,
(8) the souls of
the West exult at you, good god, shining of splendour,
spreading electrum over the Two Lands, adorned youth, lord
of love, great of strength, who does not get tired,
(9)
swift of course, far-striding, he who rises on the eastern
horizon and dispels darkness from the whole earth. Every
eye that showed fear
(?) gives
(10) adoration at your rising.
They look at the prinaeval god in jubilation, your followers
are kissing
(11) the earth. He who sets in the western
horizon spreads darkness over the whole earth. The dawn
comes into being when you come forth, and the earth becomes
dark when you set
(12) in your mansion. Beautiful youth,
created by Ptab, distinct in appearance from the
(other)
gods, who came forth as a falcon, wearing a fillet at
(13)
the brow, the two uraei being associated at your head,
ruler of eternity, sovereign of the gods of perpetuity.
You are a king, lord of the atef-crown; your eyes,
(14)
they illumine the lands. You are Re, complete of forms.
All living beings come to You.
(15) Your mother Nut lifts
you, and she places the fear of you in the hearts of the
Two Lands so that they stand up to double [your offerings]
Primaeval One who guards the secrets of eternity, eldest
of the end of
(16) everlasting, who crosses the sky in
the night-barque, great of appearance in the day-barque.
The hereditary prince Horemheb, he says: 'I ado
(17)re you,
since your beauty is in my eyes and your rays shine upon
my breast. I present Maat
(18) to your majesty daily.
Adoration to you, Thoth, lord of Hermopolis, who brought
himself into being, who was not born, unique god, leader
of the Netherworld,
(19) who gives instructions to the
Westerners who are in the following of Re, who distinguishes
the tongue of every foreign country; may you cause the
royal scribe
(20) Horemheb to stand firmly by the side
of the sovereign, as you were at the side of the lord of
the universe, as you fostered him when he came forth from
the womb. Adoration
(21) to you, Marat, lady of the north
wind, who opens the nostrils of the living ones and gives
breath to him who is in his barque; may you cause
(22)
the hereditary prince Horemheb to breathe the winds that
are brought forth by the sky, as the lady of Punt breathes
her scent from the lake of myrrh. May you cause
(23) an
entering and leaving in the Fields of Rushes, that I may
be united there with the Field of Offerings, a receiving
of offerings daily from the offering table
(24) of the
lords of Heliopolis, that my heart may cross in the water
procession of the necropolis to the pure islands of the
Field of Rushes. May you open for me the pleasant road,
and may you clear
(25) my way, that you may place <me> in
the following of Sokar in Rostau, for the ka of the hereditary
prince, sole companion, generalissimo, the revered one
with Osiris, Horemheb, true of voice, possessor of reverence.
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