... 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.