⁹ I was seeing until the thrones were cast·​·out, and the Ancient^◦ of Days did sit, whose clothing was white as snow, and the hair of His head as the pure wool; His throne was like the fiery flame, and His rolling wheels as chasing fire.

⁷ The lion has come·​·up from his thicket, and the destroyer of the nations is on his journey; he has gone·​·out from his place to set thy land for a desolation; thy cities shall be ruined, with none dwelling there.