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Evil spirits and fierce demons surround him, desiring that he should die
a second death and cease to be. A gigantic tortoise rises against him. He
must fight against it with his lance. Serpents are poised to strike, and
they must be overcome. The very insects have poisonous stings and
must be driven away. But his most formidable enemy is the fierce god
Seth, the murderer of Osiris, the terror of the good gods and of men,
who appears as an enormous red monster with a head like a camel and
the body of a hound, his long and forked tail erect and venomous, eager
to devour the pilgrim on his way.
When the evil god is overcome and driven back, the soul goes
forward until he reaches the bank of a wide river. There a magic boat
awaits him. The crew consist of silent divinities who give him no aid.
But before he can embark he must answer each question that the boat
addresses to him. He must know and tell how it is constructed in every
part, and if the papyrus roll that was laid beside his mummy contains
the secrets of the boat and the magic formulae that must also be re-
peated, he will be ferried over the river and taken to the Osirian king-
dom. The sulky «ferryman» is called Turnface – his face is always
turned away from the dead who call to him.
After entering the boat the soul’s journey is not yet near to its
end. He wishes greatly to join those happy beings who have their dwell-
ings in the blessed fields of Aalu, but he must first be tried before
Osiris, the King of the Dead and Judge of All. The only approach to
paradise is through the hall of justice, which rises before him, stupen-
dous and dark and full of mystery. The gate is shut fast. No man can
draw the bolts or enter without the permission of the king.
Alone, and trembling with fear, the pilgrim soul stands before the
gate with both hands uplifted in adoration. He is beheld by the shining
god who is inside. Then, in a clear, full voice the soul cries out in the
deep silence:
Hail, unto you, О great god, you who are lord of truth!
Lo! I draw nigh to thee now, О my lord, and my eyes behold you
beauty.
You I know, and I know also the two-and-forty gods assembled
with you in the hall of justice;
They observe all the deeds of the wicked;
They devour those who seek to do evil;
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They drink the blood of those who are condemned before you, О
just and good king.
The soul concludes by declaring that he is sinless and expresses
the hope that no ill will befall him in the hall of judgment.
The jackal-headed god Anubis, «opener of the ways», then strides
from the hall and leads the soul by the hand before Osiris, who had
heard the confession in silence. No word is uttered as the dead man en-
ters. The King of the Dead sits on his high throne within a dim pavilion.
His crown is on his head. In one hand he holds the crook and in the
other the flail. He is the supreme judge of the dead. Before him stands
the sure balance on which the heart of the dead man will be weighed.
Thoth, the recording god, is beside it, and Horus and Maat, goddess of
truth and justice, are there also. The guardian of the balance is a mon-
ster, which is ready to fall upon sinners who are condemned before the
great god. Around the dread hall crouch the forty-two animal gods who
tear the wicked to pieces.
In the tingling silence that prevails, the pilgrim again recites the
confession. Osiris makes no comment. Then, quivering with fear, the
soul watches the gods deliberately weighing his heart in the balance,
while Maat, the goddess of truth and justice, or her symbol, an ostrich
feather, occupies the opposite scale.
The trembling soul cries out to his heart not to witness against
him. «O heart that was mine,» he says, «do not say «Behold the things
he has done.» Permit me not to be wronged in the presence of the great
god.»
If the heart is found to be neither too heavy nor too light, the dead
man is acquitted. Thoth makes known the result of the weighing to
Osiris, who then orders the heart to be restored to the man on trial. «He
has won the victory,» the King of the Dead exclaims. «Now let him
dwell with the spirits and the gods in the fields of Aalu.»
Released and rejoicing, the dead man goes forth to gaze on the
wonders of the nether world. The divine kingdom is a greater and more
glorious Egypt in which the souls work and hunt and combat against
their enemies as in other days. To each man is allotted his task. He must
till the soil and reap the grain that grows in abundance and to a great
height. The harvest never fails, and famine and sorrow are unknown.
Evil spirits and fierce demons surround him, desiring that he should die They drink the blood of those who are condemned before you, О a second death and cease to be. A gigantic tortoise rises against him. He just and good king. must fight against it with his lance. Serpents are poised to strike, and The soul concludes by declaring that he is sinless and expresses they must be overcome. The very insects have poisonous stings and the hope that no ill will befall him in the hall of judgment. must be driven away. But his most formidable enemy is the fierce god The jackal-headed god Anubis, «opener of the ways», then strides Seth, the murderer of Osiris, the terror of the good gods and of men, from the hall and leads the soul by the hand before Osiris, who had who appears as an enormous red monster with a head like a camel and heard the confession in silence. No word is uttered as the dead man en- the body of a hound, his long and forked tail erect and venomous, eager ters. The King of the Dead sits on his high throne within a dim pavilion. to devour the pilgrim on his way. His crown is on his head. In one hand he holds the crook and in the When the evil god is overcome and driven back, the soul goes other the flail. He is the supreme judge of the dead. Before him stands forward until he reaches the bank of a wide river. There a magic boat the sure balance on which the heart of the dead man will be weighed. awaits him. The crew consist of silent divinities who give him no aid. Thoth, the recording god, is beside it, and Horus and Maat, goddess of But before he can embark he must answer each question that the boat truth and justice, are there also. The guardian of the balance is a mon- addresses to him. He must know and tell how it is constructed in every ster, which is ready to fall upon sinners who are condemned before the part, and if the papyrus roll that was laid beside his mummy contains great god. Around the dread hall crouch the forty-two animal gods who the secrets of the boat and the magic formulae that must also be re- tear the wicked to pieces. peated, he will be ferried over the river and taken to the Osirian king- In the tingling silence that prevails, the pilgrim again recites the dom. The sulky «ferryman» is called Turnface – his face is always confession. Osiris makes no comment. Then, quivering with fear, the turned away from the dead who call to him. soul watches the gods deliberately weighing his heart in the balance, After entering the boat the soul’s journey is not yet near to its while Maat, the goddess of truth and justice, or her symbol, an ostrich end. He wishes greatly to join those happy beings who have their dwell- feather, occupies the opposite scale. ings in the blessed fields of Aalu, but he must first be tried before The trembling soul cries out to his heart not to witness against Osiris, the King of the Dead and Judge of All. The only approach to him. «O heart that was mine,» he says, «do not say «Behold the things paradise is through the hall of justice, which rises before him, stupen- he has done.» Permit me not to be wronged in the presence of the great dous and dark and full of mystery. The gate is shut fast. No man can god.» draw the bolts or enter without the permission of the king. If the heart is found to be neither too heavy nor too light, the dead Alone, and trembling with fear, the pilgrim soul stands before the man is acquitted. Thoth makes known the result of the weighing to gate with both hands uplifted in adoration. He is beheld by the shining Osiris, who then orders the heart to be restored to the man on trial. «He god who is inside. Then, in a clear, full voice the soul cries out in the has won the victory,» the King of the Dead exclaims. «Now let him deep silence: dwell with the spirits and the gods in the fields of Aalu.» Hail, unto you, О great god, you who are lord of truth! Released and rejoicing, the dead man goes forth to gaze on the Lo! I draw nigh to thee now, О my lord, and my eyes behold you wonders of the nether world. The divine kingdom is a greater and more beauty. glorious Egypt in which the souls work and hunt and combat against You I know, and I know also the two-and-forty gods assembled their enemies as in other days. To each man is allotted his task. He must with you in the hall of justice; till the soil and reap the grain that grows in abundance and to a great They observe all the deeds of the wicked; height. The harvest never fails, and famine and sorrow are unknown. They devour those who seek to do evil; 51 52
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