1 | A powerful and feared warlord prepared to do battle by first making an offering to the gods. |
2 | He commanded his men seize one hundred bulls from the farmers on land under his control. |
3 | When the bulls were brought before him and slaughtered, the warlord did declare: Oh mighty Lord Bel! |
4 | Grant me victory this day through your favor with this humble sacrifice. |
5 | Yet the battle did not favor the warlord and he was soundly defeated, losing more than half his lands. |
6 | Whereupon, he rallied his troops and then seized his own first born son, calling out: Oh fearful Lord Bel! |
7 | Grant me retribution upon my enemies, by this most earnest sacrifice of my first born son. |
8 | Yet when the warlord attacked the enemy, his remaining troops were routed and the warlord captured. |
9 | Sitting in prison and awaiting his uncertain fate, the captured warlord cried: Oh mysterious Lord Bel! |
10 | By my own honorable death, grant my house eternal vengeance against such enemies that forced me to sacrifice so much. |
11 | Suddenly Bel appeared before him and said thus: Behold, I am thee in whose name you have caused much calamity. |
12 | Alas, no favor did the death of innocent bulls give thee, when they were not yours to offer. |
13 | Verily, you disgraced heaven and earth upon the turpid waste of the most precious gift of the gods to you. |
14 | Thus of all your offerings, only the offer to end your miserable life be vaguely pious. |
15 | Therefore, I accept your offering and your life be now mine. |
16 | Behold, I bind you to not die for one hundred years and unto your vainglory. |
17 | That you may be punished for your false sacrifices and may warn others. |
18 | For not the flesh of innocent beasts or children be pleasing to the gods, but honor in life and death. |