Egyptian religious poetry

76 EGYPTIAN RELIGIOUS POETRY

He sits on the Throne of Glory, the sceptres gleam in his hands, Fierce lions guard his footstool, He is seen of all the lands, And they hail Him as their Lord. He raises His hand to the people, He judges the earth and mankind, The gods bow down in worship, He can loose and He can bind, For of all He is the Lord.

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© Srrixer of the Father, Killer of one greater than thyself, thou hast struck the Father, thou hast slain one greater than thyself.

O Osiris the King! I have slain for thee as a sacrificial bull him who slew thee ; I have slaughtered as a bull for thee him who slaughtered thee. I have cut off his head, I have cut off his tail, I have cut off his legs. [p.T., Spr., 580]

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Come to Osiris, O King! O Osiris the King, thy slayer is brought to thee, let him not escape from thee. O Osiris the King, thy slayer is brought to thee, give judgment against him. O Osiris the King, thy slayer is brought to thee cut into three

pieces. [p.t., Spr., 543] 25

TuotH has seized thy enemy, cut to pieces together with his

followers. [p.T., Spr., 635] 26

Horus has hacked off the legs of thy foes, he has brought them to thee cut in pieces. [p.r., Spr., 653]