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11 And I sawe heauen open, & behold, a whyte horsse: & he that sat vpon him was called faythfull & true, & in rightewesnes he doth iudge & make battayle.
12 His eyes were as a flamme of fyre: & on his heed were many crownes: & he had a name wrytten, that noman knew but he hym selfe.
13 And he was clothed wyth a vesture dipt in bloude, & his name is called the worde of God.
14 And the warriers which were in heauen, folowed him vpon whyte horsses, clothed wyth whyte & pure raynes:
15 and out of hys mouthe wente a sharpe two edged swerde, that wyth it he shulde smyte the hethen. And he shall rule them wyth a rodde of yron, and he trode the wynefat of fearsnes and wrath of almyghty God.
16 And hath on hys vesture and on his thygh a name wrytten: Kyng of Kynges, and Lorde of Lordes.