SFS Ist Si 0059[via caspo]

I call upon you, O Lady, in the midst of the pure heavens.

Give ear [to] my request, and hear my speaking.

Look upon me truly and learn of my hardship.

I, so-and-so, son of so-and-so, whose (personal) god (is) so-and-so, whose (personal) goddess (is) so-and-so,

Whom hardship has encountered, so that I bear misfortune.

Since (my personal) goddess and (personal) god, my lord, have grown angry with me,

I enter with lamentation, (and) depart with depression.

I walk along (in) the dust of the street, and my portent (is) unfavorable.

I arise in woe, (and) I sit in distress.

(My) food (is) not sweet. I am embittered like gall.

On (my) bed at night, (there is) terror and frightening (dreams).

I moan like a dove night and day.

I am coated with tears. I am polluted with dust.

O my Ishtar, where you have cursed, you [are] quickly [appeased].

Your furious heart should have mercy on [my] ca[se].

O Ishtar of the stars, where you have [cur]sed, quickly [. . .]

Your furious heart should have mercy on [my] ca[se].

You are forgiving, and [you are] mer[ciful].

You are always merciful, and [you are] one who [forgives].

[Be] calm, and . . . [. . .]

[. . .] your heart li[ke . . .]

Your [. . .], O lady of the land[s, . . .]

[. . . the wor]ding of lift[ed]-hand prayer [. . .]

Its [rit]ual: (In) a censer juniper . [. . .]

[in the presence of] Ishtar, you strew. You libat[e] first-rate beer.

[. . . you] sprinkle. Thi[s] recitation [. . .]

[. . .] he speaks. With oil, g[hee . . .]

[. . .] his [. . .] you(?) rub and . . [. . .]

Copied according to its original and check[ed].

The tablet of Arad-Gula, son of Dabibi,

. . . [.] . Shamash-shum-ukin, king of Baby[lon].