A hymn for the praise of the setting sun
   In ancient Egypt my home
   Child of Horus catch the morning star
   To the Elysian fields we will go
  
   The god at the top of the staircase
   The usurper that weighs our hearts
   In your court I deliver my soul
   To be coming forth by day
  
   North, south, east and west
   My bones lay all around
   My shadow will soon get rest
   To higher ground I'll be bound
  
   In the temple of the dead
  
   I am the moongod
   who dwelleth among the dead
   I shall not perish in heaven or earth
   I've cleft the horizon,
   I've passed through the underworld
   I have divided the heavens
   and scattered the gloom of night
  
   To sail the northern heaven
   With the sacred eye of stars
   The white crown I bear forever
   The immortality of my soul