Hail to the Seven Sisters of Hwt-Her/ Hathor By the Rt. Rev. Lady Zarita M. Zook, Arch Priestess of Auset/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Seven Hathors

Hail to the Seven Sisters of Hwt-Her, Whose names are secret!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She with hair of red and She with bright hair!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She of the universe and She Whose name flourishes through skillfulness!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She Who is the Lady of Thunder, lightening and wind, the One Who is the Sky Storm!

Hail Sisters of Hwt-Her, She Who is from the Land of Kemet and She Who is from the Land of Silence!

Hail Ye Seven Who make decrees, Who support Ma’at and protect us! Shield us against the enemies of light, adorn us in the raiment of Truth and nourish us when our strength fails.  Guide us and assist us in the daily routine of our earthly lives!

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A Prayer to Auset as Queen of the Holy Flood, From “Rites and Rituals of the House of Auset” By Rev. Ptahmassu Nofra-Uaa, Pr.H/ Temple of Auset Nevada

Auset the Holy Flood

Joy and exaltation to You O Divine Mother, Maker of the Flood!
You Great Goddess Auset, the Mother of the Divinities,
The Mother of humankind!

Huw! There is this Face of Greatness arising in the
Presence of the Flood, and in the darkness of Your Lord
Sokar You raise Yourself to the accompaniment of
Shouts and the dancing of beautiful limbs!
See how the Gods come before You in Your Shrine
On this evening of the Festival of Tears, this night
When You as the Lady of Splendor come forth from
The flooding waters as the Lady of Life, the Mother
Of Her Son Heru, Who tears open the waters on
This Day of the Ascent of Ra into the Vault of the
Light Beings!

Homage is given to the Lady Auset, the Lady of Splendors
Who listens to Her Lord every day!
Now has Auset stretched out Her two hands and arms over this,
Causing Hapi the Flood to shine from His hidden place!

Praise to You, O Lady of the Holy Flood, Whose face has washed
Away the ill that clothed the World in despair.
You are the Lady of this hour, the Mother of the beings who
Fell from the tears of Atum, and You have opened up
The Channels of the Holy Father, causing Him to
Grow again, causing Him to be green again, causing
His seed-essence to come forth in the day as the
Sovereign of Abundance.

Now You are clad in joy in the Presences of the
Shrines of the North and South, Your milk issuing
The Seed of Geb, the arms of the Gods lifted
About You in praise.
For You are Their Lady, the Lady of Splendors,
And all fear, awe and joy have humankind in You
When at last You appear on the Lordly Horizon
Of Your best beloved!

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