Hymn To Ra-Harmachis

Adoration to Rā-Harmachis at the front of the morning.(563) _Say_:
Thou wakest beauteous Amen-Rā-Harmachis, thou watchest in triumph,
Amen-Rā, Lord of the horizon. O blessed one beaming in splendor,
towed by thy mariners who are of the unresting gods, sped by thy
mariners of the unmoving gods. Thou comest forth thou ascendest,
thou towerest in beauty, thy barge divine careers wherein thou
speedest, blest by thy mother Nut each day, heaven embraces thee,
thy foes fall as thou turnest thy face to the west of heaven.
Counted are thy bones, collected thy limbs, living thy flesh, thy
members blossom, thy soul blossoms, glorified is thy august form,
advanced thy state on the road of darkness. Thou listenest to the
call of thy attendant gods behind thy chamber; in gladness are the
mariners of thy bark, their heart delighted, Lord of heaven who
hast brought joys to the divine chiefs, the lower sky rejoices,
gods and men exult applauding Rā on his standard, blest by his
mother Nut; their heart is glad. Rā hath quelled his impious foes,
heaven rejoices, earth is in delight, gods and goddesses are in
festival to make adoration to Rā-Hor, as they see him rise in his
bark. He fells the wicked in his season, the abode is inviolate,
the diadem _mehen_ in its place, the _urœs_ hath smitten the
wicked.

O let thy mother Nut embrace thee,(564) Lord Rā, those who are
with her tell thy glories. Osiris and Nephthys have uplifted thee
at thy coming forth from the womb of thy mother Nut. O shine
Rā-Harmachis, shine in thy morning as thy noonday brightness, thy
cause upheld over thy enemies, thou makest thy cabin speed onward,
thou repellest the false one in the moment of his annihilation: he
has no rest(565) in the moment when thou breakest the strength of
the wicked enemies of Rā, to cast him into the fire of
Nehaher,(566) encircling in its hour the children of the profane.
No strength have they, Rā prevails over his insensate foes, yea,
putting them to the sword thou makest the false one cast up what
he devoured.

Arise O Rā from within thy chamber, strong is Rā, weak the foes:
lofty is Rā, down-stricken the foes: Rā living, his foes dead: Rā
full of meat and drink, his foes ahungered and athirst: Rā bright,
his foes engulfed: Rā good, his foes evil: Rā mighty, his foes
puny: Rā hath despoiled Apap.

O Rā thou givest all life(567) to the King, thou givest food for
his mouth, drink for his throat, sweet-oil for his hair. O blessed
Rā-Harmachis thou careerest by him in triumph, 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. Rā’s sailors are charmed at heart to see Rā
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-Rā-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 Rā, thou
begettest blessings. Come Rā, 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 Rā 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 Rā, stablish his glories in heaven his might on
earth.

O Rā heaven rejoices to thee, O Rā earth trembles at thee, O
blessed Rā-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 foes, making thy great bark
sweep on, men hail thee, gods fear thee, thou hast felled thy foes
before it. Courier of heaven outstripped by none, to illumine
earth for his children, uplifted above gods and men, shining upon
us; we know not thy form when thou lookest on our faces, thy bulk
passes our knowledge.

O blessed Rā-Harmachis thou penetratest ... Bull at night,
Chieftain by day, beauteous orb of _mafek_, King of heaven, Sovran
of earth, great image in the horizon of heaven. Rā who hast made
beings, Tatanen giving life to mankind, Pharaoh son of Rā has
adored thee in thy glories, he has worshipped at thy gracious
rising brightness on the Eastern horizon, he makes tranquil thy
path, he beats down thy foes before thee in his turning back all
thy adversaries, he assigned to thee the _Uta_ on her seat, he
makes them ... he assigned to thee honors ... he cleared the way
for thee, he established thy rites in Abydos; he opens to thee
roads in Rusta, he beats down evil.