Soon our eyes were drawn to the east, for a small black cloud had appeared, about half as large as a man’s hand, which we all knew was the sign of the Son of man. We all in solemn silence gazed on the cloud as it drew nearer, and became lighter, glorious, and still more glorious, till it was a great white cloud. The bottom appeared like fire; a rainbow was over the cloud, while around it were ten thousand angels, singing a most lovely song; and upon it sat the Son of man. His hair was white and curly, and lay on His shoulders; and upon His head were many crowns. His feet had the appearance of fire; in His right hand was a sharp sickle; in His left, a silver trumpet. His eyes were as a flame of fire, which searched His children through and through. Then all faces gathered paleness, and those that God had rejected gathered blackness. Then we all cried out: “Who shall be able to stand? Is my robe spotless?” Then the angels ceased to sing, and there was some time of awful silence, when Jesus spoke: “Those who have clean hands and pure hearts shall be able to stand; My grace is sufficient for you.” At this our faces lighted up, and joy filled every heart. And the angels struck a note higher and sang again, while the cloud drew still nearer the earth. {LS 65.3}

Snart blev vore øjne draget til den østlige del, for en lille mørk sky havde vist sig, omkring halvt så stor som en mandshånd, som vi alle vidste var Menneskesønnens tegn. I højtidelig stilhed stirrede vil alle på skyen idet den drog nærmere og blev lysere, strålende og endnu mere strålende, indtil der var en stor hvid sky. Den inderste viste sig som ild; en regnbue var over skyen, medens der omkring den var tusinde af engle der sang den dejligste sang og på den sad Menneskesønnen. Hans hår var hvidt og krøllet og lå over hans skuldre og på hans hoved var mange kroner. Hans fødder havde udseende af ild; i hans højre hånd var (66) der et skarpt segl, i hans venstre en sølvbasun. Hans øjne var som flammende ild, som gennemsøgte hans børn igen og igen. Da blev alle ansigter blege og dem som Gud havde forkastet blev mørke. Da råbte vi alle: "Hvem vil kunne stå? Er min klædning pletfri? Englene hørte op med at synge og der var en tid højtidelig stilhed, da Jesus sagde: "Dem som har rene hænder og rent hjerte vil kunne stå; Min nåde er dig nok." Ved dette lyste vore ansigter op og glæde fyldte ethvert hjerte. Og englene udstødte en højere tone og sang igen. Medes skyen stadig drog nærmere til jorden.