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Hymn to the Flood (Hymn to Hapi)

“Lightmaker who comes from the dark, Fattener of Herds, might that fashions all, None can live without Him, people are clothed with the flax of His fields. Thou makest all the land to drink unceasingly, as Thou descendest on Thy way from the heavens. Hapi, the thousand raindrops becoming river. He whose face is too ponderous for stone. The waters flow. Papyrus and lotus spring up. In Your barque sailing from city to city, Your body glistens like water.”

Hymns of Hapi