“ 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.
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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