38. So that thy light is in me; & its red flame is as a sword in my hand to push thy order. There is a secret door that I shall make to establish thy way in all the quarters, (these are the adorations, as thou hast written), as it is said:
The light is mine; its rays consume/ Me: I have made a secret door/ Into the House of Ra and Tum,/ Of Khephra and of Ahathoor./ I am thy Theban, O Mentu,/The prophet Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
By Bes-na-Maut my breast I beat;/ By wise Ta-Nech I weave my spell./ Show thy star-splendour, O Nuit!/ Bid me within thine House to dwell,/ O wingèd snake of light, Hadit!/ Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit!