When the land was lightened, and the second day came,[69] there came some to summon me, four men in coming, four men in going,[70] to carry [?] me to the palace. I alighted on the ground between the gates of reception [?]; the royal children stood at the platform to greet [?] me; the Companions and those who ushered to the hall brought me on the way to the royal chamber. I found his Majesty on the great throne on a platform of pale gold. Then I threw myself on my belly; this god, in whose presence I was, knew me not while he questioned me graciously; but I was as one caught in the night; my spirit fainted, my limbs shook, my heart was no longer in my bosom, and I knew the difference between life and death. His Majesty said to one of the Companions, "Lift him up; let him speak to me." And his Majesty said:--"Behold, thou hast come; thou hast trodden the deserts; thou hast played the wanderer. Decay falleth on thee, old age hath reached thee; it is no small thing that thy body should be embalmed, that thou shalt not be buried by foreign soldiers.[71] Do not, do not, be silent and speechless; tell thy name; is it fear that preventeth thee?" I answered with the answer of one terrified, "What is it that my lord hath said? O that I might answer it! It was not my act: it was the hand of God; it was a terror that was in my body, as it were causing a flight that had been foreordained. Behold I am before thee, thou art life; let thy Majesty do what pleaseth him." The royal children were brought in, and his Majesty said to the queen, "Behold thou, Sanehat hath come as an Amu, whom the Sati have produced." She shrieked aloud, and the royal children joined in one cry, and said before his Majesty, "Verily it is not he, O king, my lord." Said his Majesty, "It is verily he." Then they brought their tinkling bead-strings, their wands, and their sistra in their hands, and waved them[72] before his Majesty [and they sang]:-- "May thy hands prosper, O King; May the graces of the Lady of Heaven continue. May the goddess Nub[73] give life to thy nostril; May the mistress of the stars favor thee, that which is north of her going south and that which is south of her going north. All wisdom is in the mouth of thy Majesty; The staff [?] is put upon thy forehead, driving away from thee the beggarly [?] Thou art pacified, O Ra, lord of the lands; They call on thee as on the Mistress of all. Strong is thy horn; let fall thine arrow. Grant the breath of life to him who is without it; Grant thy favor to this alien Samehit,[74] the foreign soldier born in the land of Egypt, Who fled away from fear of thee, And left the land from thy terrors. The face shall not grow pale, of him who beholdeth thy countenance; The eye shall not fear which looketh upon thee."