Cyrus Cylinder

Sing to the Lord a new song, sing to the Lord, all the earth. Sing to the Lord, bless His name, proclaim His victory day after day. Tell of His glory among the nations, His wondrous deeds, among…

I am Mesha son of Chemoshyat king of Moab, the Di-bonite. My father reigned over Moab thirty years and I reigned after my father. And I built this high place for Chemosh in the “citadel,” a high place…

From his ivory bed The king rises at night— Alone, without guard or escort, Makes his way to the ancient wall Climbing to the top of the highest tower. There, at the window One can see the dead, gray…