Cry out to Anubis as the jackal cries out to the desert! With gentle hands He rips out the heart, the mind and gilds them in golden jars. With firm grip is the linen wrapped around our fragile bodies. Amulets of copper, gold, lapis and carnelian are tucked between the folds to guide our ka to the afterlife. Gentle God, keep us from fading into the starry Duat; may Your sacred words guide us to Osiris.