Worrell(i)
11 saying, "What you see, write in a book, and send it to the seven assemblies; to Ephesus, and to Smyrna, and to Pergamum, and to Thyatira, and to Sardis, and to Philadelphia, and to Laodicea."
12 And I turned to see the voice that was speaking with me; and, having turned, I saw seven golden candlesticks;
13 and, in the midst of the candlesticks, One like the Son of Man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girded at the breasts with a golden girdle.
14 And His head and hair were white as white wool, as snow; and His eyes were as a flame of fire;
15 and His feet like burnished brass, as if glowing in a furnace; and His voice as the voice of many waters;
16 and having in His right hand seven stars; and a sharp, two-edged sword proceeding out of His mouth; and His countenance was as the sun shining in his power.
17 And, when I saw Him, I fell at His feet as dead! And He laid His right hand on me, saying, "Fear not; I am the First and the Last,
18 and the Living One; and I was dead; and, behold, I am alive forevermore; and I have the keys of death and of Hades.
19 Write, therefore, the things which you saw, and the things which are, and the things which are about to take place after these;
20 the mystery of the seven stars which you saw in My right hand, and the seven golden candlesticks. The seven stars are the angels of seven assemblies; and the seven candlesticks are seven assemblies."
2 1 "To the angel of the assembly in Ephesus write these things," saith He Who holdeth the seven stars in His right hand, He Who walketh in the midst of the seven golden candlesticks:
2 "I know your works and your toil, and your patience, and that you cannot bear evil men; and you tried those who call themselves apostles, and are not, and found them false;
3 and you have patience, and did bear for My name's sake, and have not grown weary.