
Air And Water
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Epiphanius Wilson
Egyptian Book Of the Dead
The Colonial Press
1901
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Air And Water: essential sustenance, survival, renewal in death.
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Air And Water
[From the Papyrus of Nu (British Museum No. 10,477, sheet 12).]
THE CHAPTER OF SNUFFING THE AIR AND OF HAVING THE MASTERY OVER THE WATER
IN THE UNDERWORLD. The overseer of the palace, the chancellor-in-chief,
Nu, triumphant, saith:
“Hail, Hāp-ur, god of heaven, in thy name of ‘Divider of heaven,’ grant
thou unto me that I may have dominion over the water, even as the goddess
Sekhet had power over Osiris on the night of the storms and floods. Grant
thou that I may have power over the divine princes who have their
habitations in the place of the god of the inundation, even as they have
power over their own holy god of whose name they are ignorant; and may
they let me have power even as [he hath let them have power].”
“My nostrils are opened in Tattu,” or (as others say), “My mouth and my
nostrils are opened in Tātāu, and I have my place of peace in Annu, which
is my house; it was built for me by the goddess Sesheta, and the god
Khnemu set it up for me upon its walls. If to this heaven it cometh by the
north, I sit at the south; if to this heaven it cometh by the south, I sit
at the north; if to this heaven it cometh by the west, I sit at the east;
and if to this heaven it cometh by the east, I sit at the west. I draw the
hair of my nostrils, and I make my way into every place in which I wish to
sit.”
In the Papyrus of Nefer-uben-f (see Naville, op. cit., Bd. I. Bl. 70) this
chapter ends quite differently, and reads:
“I am strong in my mouth and in my nostrils, for behold Tem has stablished
them; behold, O ye gods and _Khu_s. Rest thou, then, O Tem. Behold the
staff which blossometh, and which cometh forth when a man crieth out in
your names. Behold, I am Tem, the tree (?) of the gods in [their] visible
forms. Let me not be turned back.... I am the _Am-khent_, Nefer-uben-f,
triumphant. Let neither my flesh nor my members be gashed with knives, let
me not be wounded by knives by you. I have come, I have been judged, I
have come forth therein, [I] have power with my father, the Old man, Nu.
He hath granted that I may live, he hath given strength unto me, and he
hath provided me with the inheritance of my father therein.”
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