^{31 Ref} `Thou, O king, wast looking, and lo, a certain great image. This image `is' mighty, and its brightness excellent; it is standing over-against thee, and its appearance `is' terrible.

^{32 Ref} This image! its head `is' of good gold, its breasts and its arms of silver, its belly and its thighs of brass;

^{33 Ref} its legs of iron, its feet, part of them of iron, and part of them of clay.

^{34 Ref} Thou wast looking till that a stone hath been cut out without hands, and it hath smitten the image on its feet, that `are' of iron and of clay, and it hath broken them small;

^{35 Ref} then broken small together have been the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold, and they have been as chaff from the summer threshing-floor, and carried them away hath the wind, and no place hath been found for them: and the stone that smote the image hath become a great mountain, and hath filled all the land.