I beheld till the thrones were cast down, and the Ancient of days did sit, whose garment {was} white as snow, and the hair of his head like the pure wool: his throne {was like} the fiery flame, {and} his wheels {as} burning fire.

Far above all principality, and power, and might, and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this world, but also in that which is to come:

I sleep, but my heart waketh: {it is} the voice of my beloved that knocketh, {saying}, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, {and} my locks with the drops of the night.

Thine head upon thee {is} like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king {is} held in the galleries. {Carmel: or, crimson} {held: Heb. bound}

His head and {his} hairs {were} white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes {were} as a flame of fire;

Thou, O king, {art} a king of kings: for the God of heaven hath given thee a kingdom, power, and strength, and glory.

And the man whose hair is fallen off his head, he {is} bald; {yet is} he clean. {hair...: Heb. head is pilled}

Behold, thou {art} fair, my love; behold, thou {art} fair; thou {hast} doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair {is} as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. {that...: or, that eat of, etc}

I sleep, but my heart waketh: {it is} the voice of my beloved that knocketh, {saying}, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, {and} my locks with the drops of the night.

Thine head upon thee {is} like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king {is} held in the galleries. {Carmel: or, crimson} {held: Heb. bound}