CHAPTER LXIIIA.

Chapter whereby one is not burnt with fire, but drinketh water in the Netherworld.

O Bull of Amenta! let me be borne to thee!

I am that Rudder of Râ, wherewith he conveyeth the Ancient([1]) ones.

I am not burnt, I am not consumed.

I am Babai, the eldest son of Osiris, who striketh the eye of every god([2]) in Heliopolis.

I am the Heir, the primary power of motion and of rest([3]).

I have made firm my name, and have preserved it that I may have life through it.