¹¹ His head is as the most delicate gold; his hair is thick, and black as a raven.

² I am sleeping, but my heart is awake; it is the sound of my loved one at the door, saying, Be open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my very beautiful one; my head is wet with dew, and my hair with the drops of the night.

⁵ Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.

³⁷ You, O King, king of kings, to whom the God of heaven has given the kingdom, the power, and the strength, and the glory,

³⁸ Wherever the children of men are living; into whose hands he has given the beasts of the field and the birds of heaven, and has made you ruler over them all, you are the head of gold.

⁹ I went on looking till the seats of kings were placed, and one like a very old man took his seat: his clothing was white as snow, and the hair of his head was like clean wool; his seat was flames of fire and its wheels burning fire.

²¹ Far over all rule and authority and power and every name which is named, not only in the present order, but in that which is to come:

²² And he has put all things under his feet, and has made him to be head over all things to the church,

¹⁴ And his head and his hair were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire;