Write on a scroll what you see Please send it to the seven churches I turned to see the voice That was speaking to me John's Vision I saw seven golden lampstands Among the lampstands, the Son of Man Dressed in a robe to his feet With a golden sash around his chest John's Vision The hair on his head was white like wool His eyes were like blazing fire His feet were like bronze, glowing in a furnace His voice was like the sound of rushing waters John's Vision In his right hand, seven stars From his mouth, a sharp double-edged sword His face was like the sun Shining in all its brilliance John's Vision When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead He said, Do not be afraid I am the first and the last I am the living one John's Vision Once I was dead, and now look I am alive forever and ever I hold the keys of death and Hades Write what you have seen John's Vision What is now and what will take place The mystery of the seven stars And the seven lampstands The angels and the seven churches John's Vision
