Oct 30, 2025
Khoiakh hymn to Osiris-Sokar
Hail to You, Sokar-Osiris, Lord of the Sacred Ground, King of the West, where souls are crowned. You rest in silence deep and wide, Yet stir the seeds that death would hide.
In shadowed halls Your power breathes, Through sand and root Your spirit weaves. You wake the stillness, You mend the torn, From the dust of night new life is born.
O Hidden One, whose wings enfold, The weary hearts, the young, the old— Grant peace to those whose names we call, Lift them in light beyond the wall.
By Your grace the tomb is door, And love unending lives once more. Hail, Sokar-Osiris, Lord of Rest— In Your embrace, the dead are blessed.