³ “I have trodden the winepress^(A) alone;
    from the nations no one was with me.
I trampled^(B) them in my anger
    and trod them down in my wrath;^(C)
their blood spattered my garments,^(D)
    and I stained all my clothing.

“thrones were set in place,
    and the Ancient of Days^(A) took his seat.^(B)
His clothing was as white as snow;^(C)
    the hair of his head was white like wool.^(D)
His throne was flaming with fire,
    and its wheels^(E) were all ablaze.