For from the throne of His glory and upwards His height is one hundred and eighty thousands of myriads of parasangs, and from the throne of His glory and downwards there be one hundred and eighty thousands of myriads of parasangs. His stature is two hundred and thirty and six thousands of myriads of parasangs. From the ball of the right eye to the ball of the left eye there be thirty myriads of parasangs. The width of His right eye is three myriads of parasangs and three thou sands of parasangs, and so for His left eye. And from His right arm to His left arm His width is seventy and seven myriads of parasangs, and His arms are folded upon His shoulders. His right arm – The Mover is its name, and the name of His left arm is The Follower (?) The palms of His hands are four thousands of myriads of parasangs, each one. The right palm – its name is Just, and of the left the name is Holy. Therefore He was called “God the great, the strong, and the fearful.” Said Metatron, “Thus far have I beheld the height of Jedidiah, the Master of the world. Peace.” [These revelations enable us to understand the verses in the Song of Songs 5.9 ff.] “What is thy beloved move than another beloved, O thou fairest among women?” etc. “My love is white and ruddy,” etc., all the section down to “daughters of Jerusalem.”

For how many of the mighty are they who bear up the throne of the glory of this mighty King, standing laden, day and night, evening and morning and noon, in trembling and in terror, in fright, in shivering, in shaking and in fear!

And how great strength is there in ye, ye servants of our God, that ye recall to Him and cause Him to hear the reminder of His name, in the height of the world! There is no searching out and no telling the sound and the strength. (As it is said, “Holy, holy, holy.”) The ban of Heaven be upon ye, ye who descend to the Merkabha, if ye remember not and declare not what ye have heard and if ye bear not witness of what ye have seen on the faces,

The faces of loftiness, the faces of strength, the faces of sublimity, the faces of splendor, which lift themselves up, and maintain themselves on high, which crowd upward and make themselves great, the faces exalt and strengthen themselves three times each day, on high, and the children of men know them not and recognize them not. (As it is said, “Holy, holy, holy.”)