The Stéle of Revealing was numbered 666 in the Cairo Museum, and was instrumental in convincing Crowley that Aiwass was waiting to deliver to him the text Liber AL vel legis.  He then commissioned a translation which he put to verse.  That versification follows.
 

Above the gemmèd azure is
  The naked splendour of Nuit;
She bends in ecstasy to kiss
  The Secret ardours of Hadit.
The wingèd globe, the starry blue
Are mine, O Ankh-f-n-Khonsu.

I am the Lord of Thebes, and I
  The inspired forth-speaker of Mentu;
For me unveils the veilèd sky,
  The self-slain Ankh-f-n-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.

The Light is mine, its rays consume
  Me:  I have made a secret door
Into the House of Ra and Tum
  Of Kephra and Ahathoor.
I am thy Theban, o Mentu,
The prophet Ankh-f-n-Khonsu!

By Bes-na-Maut my breast I beat;
  By wise Ta-Nech I weave my spell.
Show thy star-splendour, O Nuith!
  Bid me within thine House to dwell,
O wingèd snake of light, Hadith!
Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuith!

 

Saith of Mentu the truth telling brother
  Who was master of Thebes from his birth:
O heart of me, heart of my mother!
  O heart which I had upon earth!
Stand not thou up against me a witness!
  Oppose me not, judge, in my quest!
Accuse me not now of unfitness
  Before the Great God, the dread Lord of the West!
For I fastened the one to the other
  With a spell for their mystical girth,
The earth and the wonderful West,
  When I flourished, o earth, upon thy brest!

The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu
  Saith with his voice of truth and calm:
O thou that hast a single arm!
  O thou that glitterest in the moon!
I weave thee in the spinning charm;
  I lure thee with the billowy tune.

The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu
  Hath parted from the darkling crowds,
Hath joined the dwellers of the light,
  Opening Duant, the star-abodes,
  Their keys receiving.
The dead man Ankh-f-n-Khonsu
  Hath made his passage into night,
His pleasure on the earth to do
  Among the living.