CHAPTER LXXXV.
Chapter whereby one assumeth the form of a Soul,([1]) that one may not come to the dungeon. Imperishable is he who knoweth it.
I am a Soul. I am Rā who proceedeth from Nu, and my soul is divine. I am he who produceth food, but I execrate what is wrong and look not upon it.
I am possessor of Maāt and subsist by means of it.
I am the Food which perisheth not; in my name of the Self-originating Force, together with Nu, in the name of Chepera, from whom I am born daily.
I am the Lord of Daylight and I execrate Death, let me not enter into the dungeons of the gods of the Tuat.
It is I who give glory to Osiris and propitiate the hearts of those who are with him, my own friends.
They inspire the fear of me, and put forward my might to those within their domains.
And behold me, how I am raised upon my pedestal and upon my throne.