The chapter of raising the body, of giving it eyes, of making it possess ears, of fixing its head, of putting it on its base.

Thou hast received the offerings; thy table is a table of offerings.

Lift up thy heart to purify thy body; they have eaten the offerings, they destroy what is wrong in the body.

The mouth of N. had been thirsty; but he will never hunger any more; N. will never thirst; for God delivers him and does away with hunger.

O you who fill the vases, you chiefs who distribute bread and cakes, and who have charge of the waterflood; there was ordered for N. bread and beer; God Himself ordered them, He ordered them to those who fill the year with plenty; they seize them and they give him his wheat, his barley, his loaves.

O Lord, be gracious to N. in this happy day when N. was united with the righteous; they give bread and beer to N., and they do all the things good and pure in this happy day, whenever he arrives to see his Lord.

Thou takest possession of water, and thou marchest towards the altar: four measures of water, as was commanded to N.

Awake, lofty judge; awake, thou sleeper; thy offerings are brought.

It is pure, the mouth of N.; his mouth is pure verily, and his tongue in his mouth, for N. hates filth, he is washed from impurity.

Feed N. with you; let him eat what you eat, drink as you drink, sit as you sit, navigate as you navigate. The tent of N. is woven in the field of Aarru, his running water is in the Garden of Hotepit. Offerings are made to him among the righteous.

He goes round the sky, he travels over the sky. N. execrates hunger, he does not feel it, he execrates thirst. N. has received bread from the Lord of eternity.

He ordered that N. should be conceived in the night and born in the morning, before the morning star.

N. lives of the offerings. His food is on the altar. N. is welcome.

Hail, N., thy figure is that which thou hadst on earth, thou art living and renewed every day. Thy face is unveiled, and thou seest the Lord of the horizon; He gives bread to N. at his hour of the day and at his appointed time in the night. Thy enemies have been put down.

Hail, N., thine enemies are no more, in the great hall the scales are right concerning thee, thou makest long strides in the West. He arrives when he likes, he sees the great God in His creations, life is given to his nostrils, he is triumphant over his enemies.

Hail, N. Thou hatest falsehood, thou propitiatest the Lord of all things in the night of "stopping the tears," thou receivest sweet life, and the Recorder is satisfied in giving thee victory over thine enemies.

The sky spreads her wings over thee, thine enemies are no more. She delivers thee of all evil things.

O chief of the hours, make way for N. that he may arrive into the presence of the Living Lord of the two earths, who lives eternally.

N. is pure, in the presence of the righteous; he sees his Lord eternally.