Behind these came thousands of spirits, all carrying golden harps and timbrels, waiting with impatience. Behind the figure on the throne a white, misty figure stood. * * * * * _Passage omitted_ * * * * * Suddenly, at the signal given by one of those who sat upon the steps, a perfect flood of music rose. “Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! Magnify His name—Wonderful, Almighty, Omnipotent, Eternal, Lords of Lords, God of Gods! * * * * * _Passage omitted_ * * * * * “Praise the Lord! for there is none like him, neither in Heaven nor earth, Holy! Holy! Holy! Jah! Jehovah! Hallelujah!” “Is it not deafening?” said Plucritus, laughing. I could not laugh. * * * * * _Passage omitted_ * * * * * But the Spirit on the throne bore it with high serenity. * * * * * _Some passages omitted_ * * * * * At last he rose, and as he did so fire and smoke went up around him. He began to speak, and all fell upon the earth, covering their faces. Thus then he spoke to them:— “_Sons, children, and co-heirs._ “_Co-heirs with Christ and Sons of God!_