S eguí mirando Hasta que se establecieron tronos, Y el Anciano de Días se sentó. Su vestidura era blanca como la nieve, Y el cabello de Su cabeza como lana pura, Su trono, llamas de fuego, Y sus ruedas, fuego abrasador.
“As I kept looking, thrones were set up and the One Who has lived forever took His seat. His clothing was as white as snow and the hair of His head was like pure wool. His throne and its wheels were a burning fire.
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