` 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.
»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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