They were much, bowing
At the throne, all in pure-white.
At first; I wondered who He was.
His garment was colored
sincerely, it was not a material.
Could anyone sow this?
at the occasion, no man's leg touch the ground.
But His crown was golden.
Everyone worshipped Him.
Though, the ante-road was
narrow, but the home was
much more than great.
To some extent, the throne was invisible.
I left the occasion in I spirit,
it was He; King of Kings
Even Kings bow before Him.
No head in the World is greater than Him.