Then I looked, and behold, a white cloud, and seated on the cloud one like a son of man, with a golden crown on his head, and a sharp sickle in his hand.
И҆ ви́дѣхъ, и҆ сѐ, ѡ҆́блакъ свѣ́телъ, и҆ на ѡ҆́блацѣ сѣдѧ́й подо́бенъ сн҃ѹ чл҃вѣ́ческомѹ, и҆мѣ́ѧ на главѣ̀ свое́й вѣне́цъ зла́тъ, и҆ въ рѹцѣ̀ є҆гѡ̀ се́рпъ ѻ҆́стръ.