⁴ and go up did the smoke of the perfumes to the prayers of the saints out of the hand of the messenger, before God;

² My prayer is prepared -- incense before Thee, The lifting up of my hands -- the evening present.

¹ `And thou hast made an altar `for' making perfume; `of' shittim wood thou dost make it;

¹⁰ and all the multitude of the people were praying without, at the hour of the perfume.

³ and another messenger did come, and he stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given to him much perfume, that he may give `it' to the prayers of all the saints upon the golden altar that `is' before the throne,

⁸ and filled was the sanctuary with smoke from the glory of God, and from His power, and no one was able to enter into the sanctuary till the seven plagues of the seven messengers may be finished.