h, those in thy bark
exult to quell and overthrow the wicked. Cries of joy in the great
seat, the divine cabin is in gladness, acclamation in the bark of
millions of years. Ra's sailors are charmed at heart to see Ra
hailed as supreme of the order of great gods, they gain delight in
doing adoration to the great bark, homage in the mysterious
chamber. O shine Amen-Ra-Harmachis self-sprung, thy sister
goddesses stand in Bech,(568) they receive thee, they uplift thee
into thy bark, which is perfect in delights before Lord Ra, thou
begettest blessings. Come Ra, self-sprung, thou lettest Pharaoh
receive plenty in his battlemented house, on the altar of the god
whose name is hidden.

Glory to thee, Prince coming forth in thy season, Lord of many
faces, diadem producing rays, scattering darkness, all roads are
filled with thy splendors, apes make to thee salutations with
their arms, they praise thee, they cry aloud to thee, they tell
thy glories, their lips exalt thee in heaven, in earth; they
conduct thee at thy splendid arising, they open or drive back the
gate of the western horizon of heaven, they let Ra be embraced in
peace and joy by his mother Nut; thy soul is approved by the
tenants of the lower heaven, the divine spirits rejoice at the
twofold season of brightness: thou turnest gloom into repose,(569)
thou sweetenest pain of Osiris, thou givest breezes in the valley,
illuminest earth in darkness, sweetenest pain of Osiris. All
beings taste the breath, they make to thee acclamations in thy
changes, thou who art Lord of changes, they give adoration to thy
might in thy forms of beauty in the morn. Gods hold their arms to
thee, those whom thy mother Nut bore.

Come to the King O Ra, stablish his glories in heaven his might on
earth.

O Ra heaven rejoices to thee, O Ra earth trembles at thee, O
blessed Ra-Harmachis thou hast raised heaven to elevate thy soul,
the lower sky has hidden thee in thy mystic forms. Thou hast
uplifted heaven to the expanse of thy outstretched arms, thou hast
spread out earth to the width of thy stride. Heaven rejoices to
thee at thy greatness of soul, thy terror fills earth at thy
figure, princely hawk of glittering plume, many colored frame,
mighty sailor god, self-existing, traversing paths in the divine
vessel, thou roarest in smiting thy f