The Hymn, continued.

ASARU cultivates the sown, conducts water by small channels for seed-time, for shooting green
and harvest grain.

ASARUALIM, the gods in fear and hope at Council turn to him.  He is the light, ASARUALIM NUNNA, light of the glory of his father; he is the law of Anu and Enlil and Ea, he is fullness and plenty, the gods grow fat on his bounty.

TUTU is life renewed that sweetens the sanctuary; should wrath once more rouse up their company he teaches them to repeat the charm that lulls to sleep, he has no peer in that Assembly.

ZIUKKINNA lives in every god, he made the skies their happiness, he holds them to their bliss; below the clouds dull men remember him, for this is ZIKU the kernel of life, sweet breath of grace, abundance, benevolence, unbelievable wealth changing famine to plenty; we breathed his sweetness in our extremity.  We will speak of the mighty, we ill sing the song of his glory.

AGAKU, the love and the wrath, with living words he quickens the dead, he pitied fallen gods, remitted the labor laid on the adversary. For your relief he made mankind, his words endure, he is kind, he has power of life, it is in the mouth of black-headed men who remember him.

But also this is TUKU, they mutter his anathemas who overwhelmed evil with mysterious words.

As SHAZU he made the heart, he sees the marrow, no sinner escapes his scrutiny.  He has formed the Assembly and spread his protection, he oversees justice and subdues rebellion, he has rooted out malice; wherever he goes the wrong and the right stand separate.

As one who reads the heart this too is ZISI, a name that hushed the rebel horde, out of the body of older gods drove freezing fear, freeing his fathers, for SUHRIM is the missile that extinguished them, the abject band that cringe from him, their schemes forestalled, and flying in the wind. Be glad you gods, be glad!

He is SUHGURIM who can destroy, but is an open court to hear all causes; old gods created new, the enemy erased and to the children's children nothing is left of them or what they did; his name alone answers the summons of the world.

ZAHRIM, the destroyer, lives!  Iniquity is dead, he has found out the enemy; when the gods fled he brought them home, each to his own, and by this name is known.

ZAHGURIM, savior destroyer, terrible title, his enemy fallen as it were on the field of battle.

ENBILULU, health to the gods and wealth! He  called their names, he called for hecatombs roast in flames, he planned the pastures, sank wells and freed the waters.

He is EPADUN gathering moisture from sky and earth to wash down the furrows, watering ploughland with sluices with damns and dikes in irrigation.

Enbilulu is hymned as GUGAL, in the orchards of the gods he watches the canals, he fills the store-room with sesame, emmer, abundant grain.

And he is HEGAL, heaping up wealth for all people, into the world he sends sweet rain and greenness...

As SIRSIR he seized the carcass, he carried off Chaos meshed in his snare, and heaped on her mountains. Overseer of the world and faithful shepherd, where his brow is furrowed, like a shock of hair the corn waves up; where the vast ocean rises in anger, he vaults her as a bridge
thrown over the place where duel was fought.

He is also called MALAH, and many another; the sour sea is his skiff who captains the hulk. 

A heap of grain is GIL, barley and sesame doled out for the land's good.

This is GILMA, the unquenchable fire that tempers the eternity of their dwelling, and for their safety is braced as the hoop holding the barrel.

This is AGILMA, who from the tearing surf creates over the waters clouds to guard the unchanging sky.

ZULUM cuts into clay, allots the acres, grants the tithes.

This MUMMU is the creative word, the life of the universe.

GISHNUMUNAB, the seed, created races of men from the world's quarters.  From the wreck of Tiamat's rout, from the stuff of fallen gods he made mankind.

He is LUGALABDUBUR who came as king to confront Chaos, her forces wither before him for he is steadfast, the foundations are firm in every direction.

PAPALGUENNA, Lord of Lords, most sublime god, he rules his brothers.

LUGALDURMAH, at the navel of the world where heaven and earth are held by the cord; where the high gods gather, his greatness ranks higher than all.

ARANUNNA Counselor, with his father EA peerless in his sovereign manner, he created gods.

DUMUDUKU is the bright mountain, Dumuduku, the presence in the temple, at the place of decision where nothing is decided except with him.

LUGALLANNA, he is strong with the charge of heaven, conspicuous among gods even more than Anshar who called him out, called one from all.

LUGALUGGA, King Death!  He took them at the crisis, at the maelstrom; the encompassing intellect, the mid full-stretched.

IRKINGU, in the battle-fury he bore away the bungler; he created law and law now rules creation.

KINMA, advisor and leader, his name strikes terror in gods, the roar of the tornado.

ESIZKUR, up there he sits in the chapel of prayer, at the Great Festival, when the gods all come, presents are given, duties imposed. Unless he is by nothing is created subtle or beautiful, but when he would man was made in the quarters of the world, without him the gods would not know their hour.

He is GIBIL, the furnace in which the point is tempered; lightnings forged the weapons of war against Tiamat; the gods will never sound the reaches of his mind.

His name is also ADDU, wet weather and the welcome storm, the kindly roar of thunder hovering over earth.  After the storm the clouds break up at his word, and under heaven all people daily have their bread from him.

ASHARU guides the gods of Fate; all other gods he guards.

As NEBIRU he projected the stars in their orbit, the wandering gods obey the laws of passage. Nebiru, at the still centre, is the god they adore;
of this starry one they say 'He who once crossed the firmament tirelessly now is the nub of the universe, and all the other gods hold course on him; he shall fold the gods like a flock and conquer Tiamat. Let her life be narrow and short, let her recede into the future far-off from mankind, till time is old, keep her for ever absent.'

Because he had molded matter and created the ether, his father, named him Bel Matati, Lord of this World.  With his own name he signed him when the gods of heaven ended the hymn.

Now too Ea having heard rejoiced,  'The Great Gods have glorified my son, he is Ea, names by my name, he will execute my will and direct my rites.'

HANSHA!

With fifty names the gods proclaimed him.

HANSHA!

With fifty they names him, the one who is first and fares farthest!

Epilogue

Remember the Titles of Marduk!

Rulers will recite them, wise men and sages debate them, father to son repeat them, even shepherds and herdsmen shall hear them.

Let men rejoice in Marduk! The prince of the gods. Man and earth will prosper, for his rule is strong, his command is firm, none of the gods can alter his will; where his eyes have fixed they do not falter.

There is no god can bear his anger, his intellect is vast and his benevolence; sinners and such trash he will blast his presence; not so the wise teacher to whose words we listen; he wrote it down, he saved it for time to come.

Let the Igigi who built his dwelling, let the gods speak: this was the song of Marduk who defeated Tiamat and attained sovereignty.

END OF TABLET SEVEN