“ I kept looking Until thrones were set up, And the Ancient of Days took His seat; His vesture was like white snow And the hair of His head like pure wool. His throne was ablaze with flames, Its wheels were a burning fire.
»Mientras yo miraba, se colocaron varios tronos, y un Anciano entrado en años se sentó. Su vestido era blanco como la nieve, y su cabello era semejante a lana limpia; su trono era una llama de fuego, y las ruedas del trono eran un fuego ardiente.
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