I beheld till the thrones were cast down, and the Ancient of days did sit, whose garment was white as snow, and the hair of his head like the pure wool: his throne was like the fiery flame, and his wheels as burning fire.
Waxaan fiirinayay ilaa carshiyo meel la dhigay, oo waxaa ku fadhiistay mid da' weyn; oo dharkiisu wuxuu u caddaa sida barafka cad, timaha madaxiisuna waxay u ekaayeen sida suuf saafi ah, carshigiisu wuxuu ahaa olol dab ah, giringirihiisuna waxay ahaayeen dab wax gubaya.
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