<t /><p class="poetry">So<n id="1" /> I again considered<n id="2" /> all the oppression<n id="3" /> that continually occurs<n id="4" /> on earth.<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">This is what I saw:<n id="6" />p> <p class="poetry">The oppressed<n id="7" /> were in tears,<n id="8" /> but no one was comforting them;p> <p class="poetry">no one delivers<n id="9" /> them from the power of their oppressors.<n id="10" />p>

like the appearance of a rainbow in the clouds after the rain.<n id="1" /> This was the appearance of the surrounding brilliant light; it looked like the glory of the <sc>Lordsc>. When I saw<n id="2" /> it, I threw myself face down, and I heard a voice speaking.p>

<p class="bodytext">As I watched, I noticed<n id="1" /> four wheels by the cherubim, one wheel beside each cherub;<n id="2" /> the wheels gleamed like jasper.<n id="3" />

<t /><p class="bodytext">A wind<n id="1" /> lifted me up and brought me to the east gate of the Lord&#8217;s temple that faces the east. There, at the entrance of the gate, I noticed twenty-five men. Among them I saw Jaazaniah son of Azzur and Pelatiah son of Benaiah, officials of the people.<n id="2" />

I looked up<n id="1" /> and saw<n id="2" /> a<n id="3" /> ram with two horns standing at the canal. Its two horns were both long,<n id="4" /> but one was longer than the other. The longer one was coming up after the shorter one.

I alone was left to see this great vision. My strength drained from<n id="1" /> me, and my vigor disappeared;<n id="2" /> I was without energy.<n id="3" />