CHAPTER CLXX.

_Chapter of arranging the funereal Bed._


Thy limbs have been given thee, thou takest hold of thy bones, I have
set for thee thy limbs; the earth is bent upon protecting thy flesh.
Thou art Horus who was within the egg; when thou art raised, thou seest
the divine body (of Rā), thou marchest towards the horizon, to the place
where thou likest to be; and when thou art there, there are hailings and
cries of welcome, with all (good things) which appear on the altar.

Horus has raised thee when he rose himself, as he did for him who is in
the sacred abode.

Hail, Osiris, thou art born twice. Ua has raised thee, Anubis on his
mountain has caused thy bandages to grow upon thee. O, _N._ Ptah Sokaris
grants thee to put thy hand on the ornaments of the divine house.

O, _N._, Thoth himself comes to thee with the writing of divine words;
he grants thee to direct thyself towards the horizon of the sky to the
place where thy _ka_ likes to be; he has done it to Osiris on the night
when he came forth living.

Thy white diadem is established on thy brow. The god Nemu is with thee;
he grants thee to be at the head of the...?

Hail, _N._, arise on thy bed, and come forth. Thou are raised by Rā on
the horizon of the Maati in his boat.

Hail, _N._, thou art raised by Tmu, who grants thee to endure for ever.

Hail, _N._, thou art raised by Amsu of Koptos; thou art adored by the
gods of the shrine.

Hail, _N._, blessed be thy coming in peace to thy house of eternity and
to thy everlasting monument.

Salutations to thee in Pu Tepu, in the shrine which thy _ka_ loveth,
within thy dwelling.

Mighty is thy soul, thou hast been raised from thy resting couch (?),
thou art greater than the victim (?) which has been embraced by the
gods.

Thou art like the god who begets the beings. It is admirable what thou
createst more than that of the gods.

Thy splendour is greater than that of the Glorified, thy spirits are
mightier than those who are in (?).

Hail, _N._, thou art raised by Ptah Anebefres, who puts thy dwelling in
front of that of the gods.

Hail, _N._, thou art Horus, the son of Osiris, begotten by Ptah, created
by Nut. Thou shinest like Rā on the horizon when he lighteth the two
earths by his rays.

The gods say to thee: Come, come forth, see what belongs to thee in thy
house of eternity.

Thou hast been raised by Rennut, the great one, who conceived Tmu in the
presence of the circle of the gods of Nut.

I am the second outcome of the sky, and the third of him who makes his
light. I have come out of the womb; I have been an infant like my
father; there are no perverse actions of mine in the various events of
my lot.

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