Gibil = Enki‘s son, God of the Kilns

maker of the gods metal products

(Texts: All Artifacts, Color Coding, & Writings in Bold Type With Italics Inside Parenthesis, are Added by Editor R. Brown, not the Authors, Translators, or Publishers!)

(gods in blue….semi-divine mixed-breeds in teal)

 

(Lipit-Ishkur speaking:)

          “Uta-ulu, when like all the evil winds you rise to ……

          like Gibil (Enki‘s son), the lord of ……, the hero; …”

 

(Inanna speaking:)

         “I shall set fire to its thick forests.

I shall take an ax to its evil-doing.

I shall make Gibil (Enki‘s son), the purifier, bare his holy teeth at its watercourses.

         I shall spread this terror through the inaccessible mountain range Aratta …”

        

          “O Gibil the god of fire, …… the palace ……, as he radiates great awesomeness, his countenance ……!

 O Nun-bar-ana (Gibil), angry avenger (?) ……,

 bringing forth the great torch from the abzu, lifting his head with the noble divine powers! …”

         

          “Through the wool from a fair lamb and the wool from a fair kid, Gibil, the foremost, the right arm,

          lifting his head to heaven receives water from the holy teats of heaven …”

        

          “Enlil brought Gibil as his aid.

He called the great storm of heaven — the people groan.

The great storm howls above — the people groan.

The storm that annihilates the Land roars below — the people groan.

The evil wind, like a rushing torrent, cannot be restrained.

          It attacks the weapons of the city and completely devours them. …”

 

         “In all the storehouses abounding in the Land fires were kindled.

          In its ponds Gibil, the purifier, relentlessly did his work. …”

 

          “Enlil — choosing Gibil (Enki‘s son) as his helper —

          called the (great) hurricane of heaven. The people mourn.

          The (blinding) hurricane howling across the skies — the people mourn —

          the tempest unsubduable like breaks through levees, beats down upon, devours the city’s ships,

          (all these) he gathered at the base of heaven. The people mourn.

          (Great) fires he lit that heralded the storm. The people mourn.

          And lit on either flank of furious winds the searing heat of the desert.

          Like flaming heat of noon this fire scorched.

          The storm ordered by Enlil in hate …”