A stream of fire, was flowing on and issuing forth from before him, a thousand thousand, waited upon him and, ten thousand times ten thousand, before him, stood up, - Judgment, took its seat, and, books, were opened.

but, Judgment, will take its seat, - and, his dominion, will they take away, to destroy and make disappear unto an end.

I continued looking, until that, thrones, were placed, and, the Ancient of days, took his seat, - whose, garment, like snow, was white, and, the hair of his head, like pure wool, his throne, was flames of fire, his wheels, a burning fire.