` I was seeing till that thrones have been thrown down, and the Ancient of Days is seated, His garment as snow white, and the hair of his head as pure wool, His throne flames of fire, its wheels burning fire.
Unë vazhdova të shikoj deri sa u vendosën fronet dhe i Lashti i ditëve u ul. Veshja e tij ishte e bardhë si bora, flokët e kokës së tij ishin si leshi i pastër; froni i tij ishte si flokët e zjarrit dhe rrotat e tij si zjarr përvëlues.
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