⁷ V tom, když tě zhasím, zakryji nebesa, a zasmušilé učiním hvězdy jejich; slunce mrákotou zastru, a měsíc nebude svítiti světlem svým.

¹ I saw a mighty angel coming down out of the sky, clothed with a cloud. A rainbow was on his head. His face was like the sun, and his feet like pillars of fire.