Plain text of Chapter Clxxxii
Book of vivifying, of giving air to him whose heart is motionless, through the action of the Recording Angel, who repels the enemies who come there ... as protector, saviour, defender in the Netherworld.
I am a perfect scribe, whose hands are pure, who opposes every evil deed, who writes justice and who execrates every wrong, who is the writing reed of the Inviolate God, the Lord of laws, whose words are written and whose words have dominion over the two earths.
I am the witness of right before the righteous; I direct the words so as to make the wronged victorious. I have dispelled darkness, and driven away the storm. I have given the sweet breaths of the North to him who comes out of the womb which bare him. I give him to enter the mysterious cave in order to revive the heart of him whose heart is motionless, the exalted soul which is in the West.
Hail, acclamations to thee, thou whose heart is motionless, the son of the sky. I am the favourite, the very brave, who is beneficent to his father; who pacifies the two earths by the power of his wisdom ... who drives away enmity and dispels quarrels, who does what is pleasing to his Lord.
I give victory to the wronged over his enemies; I prepare to-morrow and foresee what will come afterwards; his action is not vain when he settles what is in the sky, the earth and the Tuat, and when he gives life to the future ones.
I give breath to the hidden ones by the virtue of my speech. The righteous is triumphant against his enemies.
I have come to the Lord of Ta-tsert, who lasts for ever. I give an eternal protection to thy limbs; I have come bearing the amulet in my hand; my protection is active every day.
Hail to thee, who givest birth to all human beings a second time, who art renewed in an instant, who art better than those who were before. Thy face is perfect.
Arise, thou art established, well established; thy heart is well established on its stands and thy whole heart as at the beginning. Thy nose is vivified with the breath of life; thou art living, renewed, made young every day, thou art great and triumphant.
I have come every day from Pu and Tepu, I have directed the offerings, I have given cakes to the honoured who stretched forth their hands. I have embalmed the arm, I have made sweet its fragrance like good perfumes.
I come every day to Cher-aba; I fastened the tackle; I let the boat go: I brought it from East to West. I am higher on my pedestal than any other, for my name is he who is high on his pedestal. I opened the good roads. I give thee acclamations, and I throw myself down on the earth before God, the Eternal, the Everlasting.