| I, the king, am like pounding waves in battle. Girded in manliness, I never loosen my harness. I am he who sharpens his dagger. In battle I flash like lightning. A firm foundation, I repulse the troops. I am a saĝkal stone, a pešpeš stone. I am a siege shield, a screen for the army. A clear-eyed warrior, I make the troops firm. I am Lipit-Eštar, Enlil's son. Like a waterskin with cool water, I am life for the young men. Keeping my eyes on the road, I am { the protection } { (1 ms. has:) the aid (?) } of the soldiers.
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