Bishops(i)
13 And in ye middes of the candlestickes, one lyke vnto the sonne of man, clothed with a garment downe to the feete, and girde about the pappes with a golden girdle
14 His head, and his heeres were whyte as whyte wooll, and as snowe, and his eyes were as a flambe of fyre
15 And his feete lyke vnto fine brasse, as though they brent in a furnace, and his voyce as the sounde of many waters
16 And he had in his ryght hande, seuen starres: And out of his mouth went a sharpe two edged sworde: And his face shone, euen as the sunne in his strength
17 And when I sawe hym, I fell at his feete euen as dead: And he layde his ryght hande vpon me, saying vnto me, feare not, I am the first and the last
18 And am alyue, and was dead: And beholde, I am alyue for euermore, Amen, and haue the keyes of hell and of death