Daughter of Wenennefer

I am the Daughter of Wenennefer

I stand in the halls of the Duat

I hold the crook and flail as my father judges

I set the feather of Ma’at on the scale

I see the weak, the wicked, the strong, the poor

I hear them all utter the negative confession

I witness Ammit eat the hearts of the wicked

I perceive the ka and the ba of the righteous ascend

I journey in the barq of my grandfather Amun

I play in the Field of Aaru

~~Thy Daughter