Chapter XXVII

_Chapter whereby the Heart of a person is not taken from him in
the Netherworld._

O ye gods who seize upon Hearts and who pluck out the Whole
Heart; and whose hands fashion anew the Heart of a person
according to what he hath done; lo now, let that be forgiven to
him by you.

Hail to you, O ye Lords of Everlasting Time and Eternity!

Let not my Heart be torn from me by your fingers.

Let not my Heart be fashioned anew according to all the evil
things said against me.

For this Heart of mine is the Heart of the god of mighty names
(i.e., Thoth,) of the great god whose words are in his members,
and who giveth free course to his Heart which is within him.

And most keen of insight is his Heart among the gods. Ho to me!
Heart of mine; I am in possession of thee, I am thy master, and
thou art by me; fall not away from me; I am the dictator whom
thou shalt obey in the Netherworld.