Sekhmet

Behold, I smell the earth before the mighty one Behold how I have kept the vigil in the shrine of Sekhmet Behold, I am the child, the child of Sekhmet, the lady of the east I am with her I am one with her I am Sekhmet and the flames of all those who praise her I am the hand of the powerful Goddess, wearer of the Solar Disc I am the twice beautiful one, more splendid than yesterday I am Sekhmet My hair is the hair of Sekhmet, the golden one My eyes are the eyes of the lioness My ears are the ears of the Goddess My nose is the nose of she who can sniff out all evil My teeth are the fangs, which can devour the darkness My neck is the neck of the divine Goddess My hands are the hands with long claws My forearms are the forearms of the mighty one My backbone is golden and it shines with splendor My feet are the clawed feet of the lion Goddess There is no part of me that is not of the Goddess There is no part of me that is not of the Goddess Behold, I smell the earth before the mighty one Behold how I have kept the vigil in the shrine of Sekhmet Behold, I am the child, the child of Sekhmet, the lady of the east I am with her I am one with her I am Sekhmet There is no part of me that is not of the Goddess There is no part of me that is not of the Goddess I am Sekhmet