Hymn to Sekhmet-Bast

 

Mother of the gods, the One, the Only,

Mistress of the Crowns, thou rulest all;

Sekhmet is thy name when thou are wrathful,

Bast, beloved, when thy people call.

Daughter of the sun, with flame and fury

Flashing from the prow upon the foe;

Safely sails the boat with thy protection

Passing scatheless where thy fires glow.

Daughter of the Sun, the burial chamber

Lies in the darkness til thy light appears.

From thy Throne of Silence send us comfort,

Bast, beloved, banish all our fears.

Mother of the gods, no gods existed

Til thou camest there and gave them life.

Sekhmet of the boat, the wicked fear thee

Trampling down all evil and all strife.

Mother of the gods, the great, the loved one,

Winged and mighty, unto thee we call,

Naming thee the Comforter, the Ruler

Bast, beloved, Mother of us all.

(From The Egyptian Book of the Dead )

Egypt Discovers 150 Statues

 

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"Egypt unveiled on Monday a major new archaeological find of 250 sealed coffins containing mummies, 150 bronze statues of ancient gods and goddesses, and other antiquities at the Saqqara necropolis, south of the capital Cairo.   An Egyptian archeological mission working in Bubastian Cemetery area discovered a bronze statues cachette in the site that dates back to the Late Period of ancient Egypt, Mostafa Waziri, secretary-general of Egypt's Supreme Council of Antiquities, told media. 'The cache included 150 different-size bronze statues of gods and goddesses like Anubis, Amunmeen, Osiris, Isis, Nefertum, Bastet, Hathor, and several bronze pots,' Waziri said."

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Hymn to Sekhmet-Bast

Mother of the gods, the One, the Only,
Mistress of the Crowns, thou rulest all;
Sekhmet is thy name when thou are wrathful,
Bast, beloved, when thy people call.
Daughter of the sun, with flame and fury
Flashing from the prow upon the foe;
Safely sails the boat with thy protection
Passing scatheless where thy fires glow.
Daughter of the Sun, the burial chamber
Lies in the darkness til thy light appears.
From thy Throne of Silence send us comfort,
Bast, beloved, banish all our fears.
Mother of the gods, no gods existed
Til thou camest there and gave them life.
Sekhmet of the boat, the wicked fear thee
Trampling down all evil and all strife.
Mother of the gods, the great, the loved one,
Winged and mighty, unto thee we call,
Naming thee the Comforter, the Ruler
Bast, beloved, Mother of us all.

(From The Egyptian Book of the Dead )