Hymn to Bast-Mut

Shining Queen upon your throne, 
Glorious feline dressed in gold, 
In your Light we rejoice and we’re made pure. 

Swift of claw but kind of voice, 
Queen of heaven, eye of Ra, 
In your Beauty we revel and we’re made pure 

Bast-Mut, Mother, Queen of all, 
Your children sing our praise to you, 
In your Strength we find peace and we’re made pure.