4 “Now on the twenty-fourth day of the first month, while I was beside the bank of the great river, the Tigris,
5 I lifted my eyes and looked, and behold, a man dressed in linen with a belt of fine gold from Uphaz around his waist.
6 His body was like yellow jasper, his face like a flash of lightning, his eyes like fiery torches, his arms and his feet like the gleam of burnished bronze, and the sound of his words like the roar of a multitude.
7 “Only I, Daniel, saw the vision; the men that were with me did not see the vision. Nevertheless, such a great terror fell upon them that they fled and hid themselves.
8 So I was left alone to see this great vision. My strength drained from me and my vigor was destroyed; I could not summon any strength.
9 Yet I heard the sound of his words. When I heard him speaking, I fell on my face in a deep sleep with my face to the ground.
10 “Then behold, a hand touched me and set me trembling on my hands and knees.