Twentieth_Century(i)
13 and in the midst of the lamps one 'like a man, in a robe reaching to his feet,' and with a golden girdle across his breast.
14 'The hair of his head was as white as wool, as white as snow; his eyes were like flaming fire;
15 and his feet were like brass' as when molten in a furnace; 'his voice was like the sound of many streams,'
16 in his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and his face was like 'the sun in the fulness of its power.'
17 And, when I saw him, I fell at his feet like one dead. He laid his hand on me and said-- 'Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last,
18 the Everliving. I died, and I am alive for ever and ever. And I hold the keys of the Grave and of the Place of the Dead.