Liber AL vel Legis
sub figura CCXX
as delivered by
XCIII = 418
AA Publication in Class A.
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III,1: Abrahadabra! the reward of Ra Hoor Khut.
III,2: There is division hither homeward; there is a word
not known. Spelling is defunct; all is not aught. Beware! Hold!
Raise the spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
III,3: Now let it be first understood that I am a god of War
and of Vengeance. I shall deal hardly with them.
III,4: Choose ye an island!
III,5: Fortify it!
III,6: Dung it about with enginery of war!
III,7: I will give you a war-engine.
III,8: With it ye shall smite the peoples; and none shall
stand before you.
III,9: Lurk! Withdraw! Upon them! this is the Law of the Battle
of Conquest: thus shall my worship be about my secret house.
III,10: Get the stele of revealing itself; set it in thy secret
temple-and that temple is already aright disposed-& it shall
be your Kiblah for ever. It shall not fade, but miraculous colour
shall come back to it day after day. Close it in locked glass
for a proof to the world.
III,11: This shall be your only proof. I forbid argument.
Conquer! That is enough. I will make easy to you the abstruction
from the ill-ordered house in the Victorious City. Thou shalt
thyself convey it with worship, o prophet, though thou likest
it not. Thou shalt have danger & trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with
Worship me with fire & blood; worship me with swords &
with spears. Let the woman be girt with a sword before me: let
blood flow to my name. Trample down the Heathen; be upon them,
o warrior, I will give you of their flesh to eat!
III,12: Sacrifice cattle, little and big: after a child.
III,13: But not now.
III,14: Ye shall see that hour, o blessed Beast, and thou
the Scarlet Concubine of his desire!
III,15: Ye shall be sad thereof.
III,16: Deem not too eagerly to catch the promises; fear not
to undergo the curses. Ye, even ye, know not this meaning all.
III,17: Fear not at all; fear neither men nor Fates, nor gods,
nor anything. Money fear not, nor laughter of the folk folly,
nor any other power in heaven or upon the earth or under the
earth. Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and I am the strength,
force, vigour, of your arms.
III,18: Mercy let be off: damn them who pity! Kill and torture;
spare not; be upon them!
III,19: That stele they shall call the Abomination of Desolation;
count well its name, & it shall be to you as 718.
III,20: Why? Because of the fall of Because, that he is not
III,21: Set up my image in the East: thou shalt buy thee an
image which I will show thee, especial, not unlike the one thou
knowest. And it shall be suddenly easy for thee to do this.
III,22: The other images group around me to support me: let
all be worshipped, for they shall cluster to exalt me. I am the
visible object of worship; the others are secret; for the Beast
& his Bride are they: and for the winners of the Ordeal x. What
is this? Thou shalt know.
III,23: For perfume mix meal & honey & thick leavings of red
wine: then oil of Abramelin and olive oil, and afterward soften
& smooth down with rich fresh blood.
III,24: The best blood is of the moon, monthly: then the fresh
blood of a child, or dropping from the host of heaven: then of
enemies; then of the priest or of the worshippers: last of some
beast, no matter what.
III,25: This burn: of this make cakes & eat unto me. This
hath also another use; let it be laid before me, and kept thick
with perfumes of your orison: it shall become full of beetles
as it were and creeping things sacred unto me.
III,26: These slay, naming your enemies; & they shall fall
III,27: Also these shall breed lust & power of lust in you
at the eating thereof.
III,28: Also ye shall be strong in war.
III,29: Moreover, be they long kept, it is better; for they
swell with my force. All before me.
III,30: My altar is of open brass work: burn thereon in silver
III,31: There cometh a rich man from the West who shall pour
his gold upon thee.
III,32: From gold forge steel!
III,33: Be ready to fly or to smite!
III,34: But your holy place shall be untouched throughout
the centuries: though with fire and sword it be burnt down &
shattered, yet an invisible house there standeth, and shall
stand until the fall of the Great Equinox; when Hrumachis shall
arise and the double-wanded one assume my throne and place. Another
shall arise, and bring fresh fever from the skies; another woman
shall awake the lust & worship of the Snake; another soul of
God and beast shall mingle in the globed priest; another sacrifice
shall stain the tomb; another king shall reign; and blessing
no longer be poured To the Hawk-headed mystical Lord!
III,35: The half of the word of Heru-ra-ha, called Hoor-pa-kraat
III,36: Then said the prophet unto the God:
III,37: I adore thee in the song-
I am the Lord of Thebes,and I
The inspired forth-speaker of Mentu;
For me unveils the veiled sky,
The self-slain Ankh-af-na-khonsu
Whose words are truth. I invoke, I greet
Thy presence, O Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
Unity uttermost showed!
I adore the might of Thy breath,
Supreme and terrible God,
Who makest the gods and death
To tremble before Thee -
I, I adore thee!
Appear on the throne of Ra!
Open the ways of the Khu!
Lighten the ways of the Ka!
The ways of the Khabs run through
To stir me or still me!
Aum! let it fill me!
III,38: So that thy light is in me; & its red flame is as
a sword in my hand to push thy order. There is a secret door
that I shall make to establish thy way in all the quarters, (these
are the adorations, as thou hast written), as it is said:
The light is mine; its rays consume
Me: I have made a secret door
Into the House of Ra and Tum,
Of Khephra and of Ahathoor.
I am thy Theban, O Mentu,
The prophet Ankh-af-na-khonsu!
By Bes-na-Maut my breast I beat;
By wise Ta-Nech I weave my spell.
Show thy star-splendour, O Nuit!
Bid me within thine House to dwell,
O winged snake of light, Hadit!
Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit!
III,39: All this and a book to say how thou didst come hither
and a reproduction of this ink and paper for ever -- for in it
is the word secret & not only in the English -- and thy comment
upon this the Book of the Law shall be printed beautifully in
red ink and black upon beautiful paper made by hand; and to each
man and woman that thou meetest, were it but to dine or to drink
at them, it is the Law to give. Then they shall chance to abide
in this bliss or no; it is no odds. Do this quickly!
III,40: But the work of the comment? That is easy; and Hadit
burning in thy heart shall make swift and secure thy pen.
III,41: Establish at thy Kaaba a clerk-house: all must be
done well and with business way.
III,42: The ordeals thou shalt oversee thyself, save only
the blind ones. Refuse none, but thou shalt know & destroy the
traitors. I am Ra-Hoor-Khuit; and I am powerful to protect my
servant. Success is thy proof: argue not; convert not; talk not
overmuch! Them that seek to entrap thee, to overthrow thee, them
without pity or quarter; & destroy them utterly. Swift as a trodden
serpent turn and strike! Be thou yet deadlier than he! Drag down
their souls to awful torment: laugh at their fear: spit upon
III,43: Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion
and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with
old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay
me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out
from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl
wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered.
III,44: But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow
me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill
her heart! Let her be loud and adulterous; let her be covered
with jewels, and rich garments, and let her be shameless before
III,45: Then will I lift her to pinnacles of power: then will
I breed from her a child mightier than all the kings of the earth.
I will fill her with joy: with my force shall she see & strike
at the worship of Nu: she shall achieve Hadit.
III,46: I am the warrior Lord of the Forties: the Eighties
cower before me, & are abased. I will bring you to victory & joy:
I will be at your arms in battle & ye shall delight to slay.
Success is your proof; courage is your armour; go on, go on,
in my strength; & ye shall turn not back for any!
III,47: This book shall be translated into all tongues: but
always with the original in the writing of the Beast; for in
the chance shape of the letters and their position to one another:
in these are mysteries that no Beast shall divine. Let him not
seek to try: but one cometh after him, whence I say not, who
shall discover the Key of it all. Then this line drawn is a key:
then this circle squared in its failure is a key also. And Abrahadabra.
It shall be his child and that strangely. Let him not seek after
this; for thereby alone can he fall from it.
III,48: Now this mystery of the letters is done, and I want
to go on to the holier place.
III,49: I am in a secret fourfold word, the blasphemy against
all gods of men.
III,50: Curse them! Curse them! Curse them!
III,51: With my Hawk's head I peck at the eyes of Jesus as
he hangs upon the cross.
III,52: I flap my wings in the face of Mohammed & blind him.
III,53: With my claws I tear out the flesh of the Indian and
the Buddhist, Mongol and Din.
III,54: Bahlasti! Ompehda! I spit on your crapulous creeds.
III,55: Let Mary inviolate be torn upon wheels: for her sake
let all chaste women be utterly despised among you!
III,56: Also for beauty's sake and love's!
III,57: Despise also all cowards; professional soldiers who
dare not fight, but play; all fools despise!
III,58: But the keen and the proud, the royal and the lofty;
ye are brothers!
III,59: As brothers fight ye!
III,60: There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.
III,61: There is an end of the word of the God enthroned in
Ra's seat, lightening the girders of the soul.
III,62: To Me do ye reverence! to me come ye through tribulation
of ordeal, which is bliss.
III,63: The fool readeth this Book of the Law, and its comment;
& he understandeth it not.
III,64: Let him come through the first ordeal, & it will be
to him as silver.
III,65: Through the second, gold.
III,66: Through the third, stones of precious water.
III,67: Through the fourth, ultimate sparks of the intimate
III,68: Yet to all it shall seem beautiful. Its enemies who
say not so, are mere liars.
III,69: There is success.
III,70: I am the Hawk-Headed Lord of Silence & of Strength;
my nemyss shrouds the night-blue sky.
III,71: Hail! ye twin warriors about the pillars of the world!
for your time is nigh at hand.
III,72: I am the Lord of the Double Wand of Power; the wand
of the Force of Coph Nia-but my left hand is empty, for I have
crushed an Universe; & nought remains.
III,73: Paste the sheets from right to left and from top to
bottom: then behold!
III,74: There is a splendour in my name hidden and glorious,
as the sun of midnight is ever the son.
III,75: The ending of the words is the Word Abrahadabra.
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