Praise the Lord

A stanza from an hymn to Senwosret III

How great is the lord for his city:
He alone is a million, and the other people are of small account.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles a dike which restrains the waters at flood time.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles a cool dwelling which invites a man to sleep far into the day.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles a rampart which protects the timid one from his adversary.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles the shade, fresher than a cool place in the summer.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles a warm dry corner in the wintertime.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles a mountain that turns aside the storm when the heaven rages.
How great is the lord for his city:
He resembles Sekhmet when facing the enemies who trespass his boundaries.

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