Egyptian religious poetry

OSIRIS 87

15 Verse transcription of No. 14

O Lorp of Time, the Lord of Life Eternal,

O holy Child, O God the self-created,

Fear in our hearts, we humbly fall before Him. Praise we the Lord whose glory shines from heaven.

The Son of God, we fear and we adore Him. Though still His heart, He is not dead but living. Lord God of Terror, come to Thy own city. Belovéd one of God, Thy temple now awaits Thee.

O Lord of Night, illumining dark places. Ancient of days yet young in every aspect, O Hidden One, of men unknown aforetime, The living Soul of God, He shines above us.

Within the Secret Place there lies His sacred body, Within that holy shrine is now His quiet sleeping. O Hidden God, O Judge of dead and living, In humblest wise we worship and adore Thee.

16

O Sout, great and mighty! Lo, I have come and I see thee ; I have penetrated the Nether World to see my father Osiris. I have driven away the darkness, for I have come to see my father Osiris. I have stabbed the heart of Suti, a sacrifice to my father Osiris. I have opened every road in heaven and earth. I am the son beloved of his father Osiris. I am ennobled, I am made glorious, I am fully equipped. O every god, every Horizon-dweller, make for me a path. [p.B.D., ch. ix]