The Rider

I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse, and he who sat on it is called Faithful and True. In righteousness he judges and makes war.

His eyes are a flame of fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has names written and a name written which no one knows but he himself.

He is clothed in a garment sprinkled with blood. His name is called

The armies which are in heaven, clothed in white, pure, fine linen, followed him on white horses.

Out of his mouth proceeds a sharp, double-edged sword that with it he should strike the nations. He will rule them with an iron rod. He treads the wine press of the fierceness of the wrath of God, the Almighty.

He has on his garment and on his thigh a name written,