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September 25, 2003
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The One Who Holds Back Darkness
Mother of the gods, the One, the Only, Mistress of the Crowns, thou rulest all; Sekhmet is thy name when thou are wrathful, Bast, beloved, when thy people call. Daughter of the sun, with flame and fury Flashing from the prow upon the foe; Safely sails the boat with thy protection Passing scatheless where thy fires glow. Daughter of the Sun, the burial chamber Lies in the darkness til thy light appears. From thy Throne of Silence send us comfort, Bast, beloved, banish all our fears. Mother of the gods, no gods existed Til thou camest there and gace them life. Sekhmet of the boat, the wicked fear thee Trampling down all evil and all strife. Mother of the gods, the great, the loved one, Winged and mighty, unto thee we call, Naming thee the Comforter, the Ruler Bast, beloved, Mother of us all.
-- Hymn to Sekhmet-Bast from the Egyptian Book of the Dead. |