| In the foremost brick buildings they sing that your fate is bitter! Even now, to Enlil who will accept your tears for you, weeping bitter tears of your own accord, speak supplications to your lord himself concerning what he did to you, concerning that fate! Say to him "My lord, how long? Look upon me with favour, my lord!" Say "Why ……?" Say "May your heart be soothed for me -- overturn this sacrilege for your own good! The day is ……!" Say "Re-enter for me your dwelling in my darkened shrines!" Say "Like a bright, cleansed, sacred day, give …… for your own good!" Say "……!" Say "Your misfortunes …… will rebuild it!"
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