“To what then should I compare the people of this generation, and what are they like?

His feet were like polished bronze refined in a furnace, and his voice was like the roar of many waters.

be like people waiting for their master to come back from the wedding celebration, so that when he comes and knocks they can immediately open the door for him.

They are like children sitting in the marketplace and calling out to one another, ‘We played the flute for you, yet you did not dance; we wailed in mourning, yet you did not weep.’

Dear friends, we are God’s children now, and what we will be has not yet been revealed. We know that whenever it is revealed we will be like him, because we will see him just as he is.

“To the angel of the church in Thyatira write the following: “This is the solemn pronouncement of the Son of God, the one who has eyes like a fiery flame and whose feet are like polished bronze:

Now the locusts looked like horses equipped for battle. On their heads were something like crowns similar to gold, and their faces looked like men’s faces.