“ 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.
În timp ce mă uitam, nişte tronuri au fost aşezate şi un Îmbătrânit de Zile a luat loc. Haina Lui era albă ca zăpada, iar părul capului Lui era ca lâna curată. Tronul Lui era numai flăcări de foc, iar roţile tronului erau un foc aprins.
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