9 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.
10 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.