... The ministers of the Glorious Face in the abode
of the gods of knowledge
fall down before him, and the cherubim utter blessings. And as they rise up
, there is a divine small voice and loud praise ; there is a divine small voice
as they fold their wings.
The cherubim bless the image of the Throne-Chariot above the firmament, and
they praise the majesty of the fiery firmament beneath the seat of his glory.
And between the turning wheels, angels of holiness come and go, as it were
a fiery vision of most holy spirits ; and about them flow seeming rivulets of fire,
like gleaming bronze, a radiance of many gorgeous colors, of marvelous
pigments magnificiently mingled.
The Spirits of the Living God move perpetually with the glory of the wonderful
Chariot. The small voice of blessing accompanies the tumult as they depart,
and on the path of their return they worship the Holy One, Ascending
they rise marvelously ; settling, they stay still. The sound of joyful praise is
silenced and there is a small voice of blessing in all the camp of God.
And a voice of praise resounds from the midsts of all their divisions in worship.
And each one in his place, all their numbered ones sing hymns of praise.