The chapter of coming forth by day, of giving praise to God in the West, of paying homage to the inhabitants of the Tuat, of opening the way to the mighty soul in the Netherworld, of letting him walk, lengthen his strides, and go in and out in the Netherworld.

The sun sets by the command of God, with all the splendour of the righteous; for He is the One, the marvellous in the Tuat, the exalted, who exists for ever and eternally.

Hail to Thee in the Tuat; grant that Thy servant may be resplendent before the inhabitants of the Tuat, that he may be a great star; that he may bring what is his to the Tuat and may travel in it.

Hail to Thee in the Tuat, God seated upon His throne, King of the Tuat, great God who hides His dwelling, Lord of wisdom.

Hail to Thee in the Tuat, praises also to what is in it; the weeping ones cut their hair in grief, they clap their hands, they implore Thee, they pray to Thee, they weep before Thee. Thy servant's soul rejoices and his body is honoured.

Hail, O Lord, I am the servant of Thy temple, the inhabitant of Thy dwelling, Thou speakest to me Thy words; give me to shine before the inhabitants of the Tuat like the great star who brings what is his to the Tuat, who journeys in it.

I rest in the Tuat, I enter in there and I come out. The blessed lift me up. Stretch your arms towards me, for I know your gates; guide me. Praise me, ye blessed ones, rejoice in me, for I have placed before you your offerings and you take possession of your victuals, according to the orders I was given.

I am his favourite, I am his heir upon the earth. I have arrived.

Ye blessed ones grant that I may enter the Tuat, open me the entrance to the good West.

Look at me, ye blessed ones, guides in the Tuat; grant that I may receive your honour, that I may shine; deliver me from those who fasten to their posts; do not bind me to your posts, do never send me to the place of destruction. I am the heir of the righteous.

Look at me, I shine like one who proceeds from you, I become like him who praises his father, and who extols him.

Look at me, rejoice in me, grant that I may be exalted; open the way to my soul, set me on your pedestals; grant that I may rest in the good West, show me my dwelling in the midst of you, open for me your ways, unfasten the bolts.

O Lord, who guides this earth, for Thou art guiding the powers and following the course of the creatures; I am the guardian of his door.

I am on my pedestal in the Tuat. I am at the far end of the Tuat.

I am the blessed one, and I make my resting place in the West, among the righteous.

I am the favourite; I enter in peace in the Tuat and go out in peace.

The offerings for me are in the sky, and my portion on earth in the garden of Aarru; I journey in the Tuat; I weigh the words, I march as I will, I hasten in my course.

I am the chief of the bearers of offerings to the righteous of the Tuat, who gives offerings to the honoured. I am the brave one who strikes his enemies.

O ye righteous who go before and escort his soul, tow me as you tow him. I am the lofty power in the West.