Your mother Nut has spread herself over you in her name of Veil of Heaven. She makes you exist as a Theos, without enemies, in your name of the Great Theos, Lord of the Sky. Welcome, welcome, your mother, Nut, as she exists.
Extracted from The Papyroi of Iakkhos
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