A praise poem of Šulgi (Šulgi E)

I, Šulgi the king xx, who cares for holy An, xx food offerings, who constantly attends upon Enlil xx, Nanna, xx the office of en; Ninurta, the ensi appointed by Enlil, has given me a club and a battle-mace from the E-šu-me-ša. Not since the seed of mankind was germinated, has Enlil ever before been able to give the sceptre of kingship to a king who could control the troops single-handed. As a lone donkey stallion, one who resists the weapons -- no king of the Land has ever turned against the weapons.