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.