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.
Io continuai a guardare finché furono collocati troni e l'Antico di giorni si assise. La sua veste era bianca come la neve e i capelli del suo capo erano come lana pura; il suo trono era come fiamme di fuoco e le sue ruote come fuoco ardente.
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