Chapter XXXB
1eart mine which is that of my Mother,
2Whole Heart mine which is that of my birth,
3Let there be no estoppel against me through evidence, let no hindrance be made to me by the divine Circle; fall thou not against me in presence of him who is at the Balance.
4Thou art my Genius, who art by me, the Artist who givest soundness to my limbs.
5Come forth to the bliss towards which we are bound;
6Let not those Ministrants who deal with a man according to the course of his life give a bad odour to my name.
7Pleasant for us, pleasant for the listener, is the joy of the Weighing of the Words.
8Let not lies be uttered in presence of the great god, Lord of the Amenta.
9Lo! how great art thou [as the Triumphant one.
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