said,) ’and cut off the life of Tiamat, let the winds carry her blood to secret places.’  (Thus) the gods, his fathers, determined for Bel his destiny, they showed his path, and they bade him listen and take the road.  He made ready the bow and used it as his weapon; he made the club swing, he fixed its seat; then he lifted up the weapon which he caused his right hand to hold; the bow and the quiver he hung at his side.  He set the lightning before him, with glancing flame he filled its body.  He made also a net to enclose the dragon Tiamat.  He seized the four winds that they might not issue out of it, the south wind, the north wind, the east wind (and) the west wind; he made them enter the net, the gift of his father Anu.  He created the evil wind, the hostile wind, the storm, the tempest, the four winds, the seven winds, the whirlwind, the unending wind:  he caused the winds he had created to issue forth, seven in all, confounding the dragon Tiamat, as they swept after him.  Then Bel lifted up the Deluge, his mighty weapon:  he rode in a chariot incomparable, (and) terrible.  He stood firm, and harnessed four horses to its side, [steeds] that spare not, spirited and swift, [with sharp] teeth, that carry poison, which know how to sweep away [the opponent]. [On the right] ... mighty in battle, on the left they open ... ......before thee. [Bring to the feast] the gods, all of them, [let them sit down and] satisfy themselves with food, [let them eat bread], let them drink wine, [let them ascend to their seats?] and determine the future. [Go now,] Gaga, approach before them, deliver unto them [the message I entrust to] thee:  ’Ansar, your son, has sent me, the wish of his heart he has caused me to know.  Tiamat, our mother, has risen up against us, gathering her forces, madly raging.  The gods, all of them, have united themselves unto her, even those who created you march at her side.  Banning the day they have followed Tiamat, wrathful, devising mischief, untiring(?) day and night, prepared for the conflict, fiercely raging, they have gathered themselves together and begin the battle.  The mother of the deep(?), the creatress of them all, has given them victorious weapons, creating monstrous serpents, with sharp fangs, unsparing in their attack.  With poison for blood she has filled their bodies.  Horrible adders she has clothed with terror, she has decked them with fear, and raised high their....  ‘May their appearance,’ (she has said)....  ‘Let their bodies grow huge so that none may stand before them!’ She has created the adder, the horrible serpent, the Lakh-amu, the great monster, the raging dog, the scorpion-man, the dog-days, the fish-man and the ram, who carry weapons that spare not, who fear not the fight, insolent of heart, unconquerable by the enemy.  Moreover that she may have eleven such monsters, among the gods, her sons, whom she has summoned together, she has raised up Kingu and magnified him among them.  ’To march before the host, be that thy duty!  Order the weapons