The feet of Istar, my mother, I embrace.
To God, who knoweth that I knew not, my prayer I utter.
To Istar, my mother, who knoweth that I knew not, my prayer I address.
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How long, O God (shall I suffer)?
How long, O Istar, my mother (shall I suffer)?
How long, O God, who knoweth that I knew not, (shall I feel thy) strength?
How long, O Istar, my mother, who knoweth that I knew not, shall thy heart (be angry)?
Thou writest the number (?) of mankind, and none knoweth it.
Thou callest man by his name, and what does he know?