Praise To Aten
You rise at dawn, Living Aten, Creator of Life.
When you have dawned in the East,
you have filled every land with your beauty.
You are beauteous, great and radiant.
When you set in the West,
Earth is in darkness, as in death.
Every lion comes from its den,
all the serpents bite.
Night hovers, Earth is silent,
as their Maker rests in darkness.