Neith, the Great, the Divine Mother, Lady of the country of Esna,
The great Cow, the fashioner of Ra,
Greater is her name than of all gods and goddesses…
All belongs to her; life and death are under her surveillance;
The earth is under her order….
The cobra who rose in Nun, the living Ancestor, the sovereign;
The length of the Earth is under her orders;
She who came solemnly, she who created the million;
She who has no equal, not one god is not within her form;
She who knows that which came before; she who was at the beginning…
The primordial One, eldest of the primeval gods,
She who made that which is, she who created that which exists…
She who rises in the primal Waters,
She who fills Heaven and Earth with her beauty,
The mother of millions, the mother of hfnw,
She who supplies Earth with good grain,
Who contains in herself her son as a light illuminating the Two Lands
Neit, the great Lady of Sais…
To Neit who rose in Nun while the Earth was in darkness.
To Neit the living ancestor who took origin in Nun, b
Before the creation of Earth and the raising of Heaven.
To Neit the genitrix, the cobra who was in the beginning,
The Mother of the primordial time, she who created her own birth…
To Neith who was at the origin and created those who are on high
and those who are below.
To Neit the mysterious who made the beings
And created all that which is by her existence.
To Neit who made eternity, whose mystery is in her form, who created…
To Neit in all her names. To Neit in all her forms.
To Neit in all her mysteries.