O lengthener of days!
Here you see a star-shaped sign, and below it, a circular kind of sign. These two spell out the name of the sun god Shamash. The rest of the king’s message is a long prayer to this god, whose temple is the subject of the text. I will let the king speak for himself.
Shamash, great lord—look joyfully onto my good deeds, and give me a long life, a fulfilling old age, a firm throne and a long reign as gifts. Accept my praying firmly, and by your supreme command, which is unalterable, may I make my deeds, the work of my hands, last forever. May my descendants flourish in kingship. May it endure in the land. Wherever my hands are raised at you, my lord Shamash, may my way to smite my enemies be open. You are Shamash! May your furious weapons, which cannot be held back, go at my side to make my enemies fall. Like the bricks of the Ebabbar, which are firmly placed for eternity, may my years be long forever.
Not even a mighty king can do everything on his own. To live our life, we need the sun as much as we need other people. If the Mesopotamians teach you one thing today, let it be this: when the sun is out, put yourself in its shining light. May your days in its generous warmth be long.