9 “I kept on beholding until there were thrones* placed+ and the Ancient of Days*+ sat down. His clothing was white just like snow,+ and the hair of his head was like clean wool.+ His throne was flames of fire;+ its wheels were a burning fire.+

13 “I kept on beholding in the visions of the night, and, see there! with the clouds+ of the heavens someone like a son of man*+ happened to be coming; and to the Ancient of Days+ he gained access, and they brought him up close even before that One.+

12 Are you not from long ago, O Jehovah?+ O my God,* my Holy One, you do not die.*+ O Jehovah, for a judgment you have set it; and, O Rock,+ for a reproving+ you have founded it.