Assyro-Babylonian literature -- Translations into English
The holy minstrel bows his head in woe,
And sweeps the harpstrings with a movement slow;
Then lifts his eyes toward the setting sun,
His evening invocation thus begun:
[14]O Samas! to the lifting of my hands
Show favor! unto me thy servant turn!
What man before thy blessèd Light withstands?
O thou! what mortal thine own words can learn?
And who can rival them inviolate?
[15]Among the gods no equal thou hast found.
In Heaven who of all the gods is great?
O thou alone! art great through Heaven's bound!
On earth what man is great? alas! no one,
For thou alone art great! through earth's vast bounds.
When wide thy awful voice in Heaven resounds,
The gods fall prostrate to our Holy One;
When on the earth thy voice afar resounds,
The genii[16] bow to thee and kiss the dust.
In thee, O Samas! do I put my trust,
For thy great love and mercy wide abounds!
O my Creator, God, thy watchfulness
O'er me, oh may it never cease!
Keep thou the opening of my lips! the fleece
Of purest snow be my soul's daily dress.
Guard thou my hands! O Samas, Lord of Light!
And ever keep my life and heart aright!
[Footnote 1: "Bar-ru," an army officer]
[Footnote 2: "Su-bar-tu," Syria]
[Footnote 3: "Bur-khi-is," antelopes]
[Footnote 4: "Tsabi," gazelles]
[Footnote 5: "Lig-bar-ri," hyenas]
[Footnote 6: "Nes-i," lions]
[Footnote 7: "Na-a-li," spotted stags]
[Footnote 8: "Bu-hir-tser-i," beasts of the field]
[Footnote 9: "Khar-sa-a-nu sa-qu-u-tu," forests thick]
[Footnote 10: "Cu-uts-tsi," storms.]
[Footnote 11: "Ca-ca-bi," stars.]
[Footnote 12: "Tu-ra-a-khi," deer.]
[Footnote 13: "Arme," wild goats.]
[Footnote 14: This prayer is made up from Assyrian fragments now in the
British Museum.]
[Footnote 15: See "Records of the Past," vol. iii. p. 136.]
[Footnote 16: "Genii," spirits.]
TABLET III--COLUMN I
HEABANI'S WISDOM--SONG OF THE KHAU-IK-I
The dark-eyed maids are dancing in the halls
Of Erech's palace: music fills the walls
Of splendor where the Sar-dan-nu[1] enthroned,
His hours is whiling by the maidens zoned;
A whirling garland chanting forth a song.
Accompanied with harps thus sang the throng:
"Heabani's wisdom chant and sing
To Erech's king our mighty Sar.[2]
When Hea did Heabani bring,
Who now to Erech comes afar,
He taught him then all hidden things
Of Ki[3] or bright Samu[4] above,
That to the Mu-di[5] mystery brings.
Oh, how Heabani we shall love!"
_Chorus_
"Then sing with joy ye Khau-ik-i![6]
The Khau-ga[7] chant with waving arms,
The Nin-uit[8] sing Au-un-na-ci[9]
Give to our Sar your sweetest charms.
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