In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men, fear came on me, and trembling, which made all my bones shake.
Then a spirit passed before my face. The hair of my flesh stood up.
It stood still, but I couldn’t discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes.
Silence, then I heard a voice, saying, ‘Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Can a man be pure before his Maker?
Behold, he puts no trust in his servants. He charges his angels with error.
How much more, those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!
of the tribe of Zebulun ◆ twelve thousand,
of the tribe of Joseph ◆ twelve thousand,
and of the tribe of Benjamin ◆ twelve thousand were sealed.
After these things I looked, and behold, a great multitude, which no man could count, out of every nation and of all tribes, peoples, and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, dressed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands.
They cried with a loud voice, saying, “Salvation be to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!”
All the angels were standing around the throne, the elders, and the four living creatures; and they fell on their faces before his throne, saying, “Amen! Blessing, glory, wisdom, thanksgiving, honor, power, and might, be to our God forever and ever! Amen.”
One of the elders answered, saying to me, “These who are arrayed in the white robes, who are they, and where did they come from?” I told him, “My lord, you know.”