nor by earth, for it is the footstool of his feet, nor by Jerusalem, for it is the city of the great King;
So he carried me off, rapt in the Spirit, to a huge, high mountain, where he showed me the City, the holy Jerusalem, descending from God out of heaven,
And I saw the holy City, the new Jerusalem, descending from God out of heaven, all ready like a bride arrayed for her husband.
nor shall you swear by your head, for you cannot make a single hair white or black.
Heaven is my throne, the earth is a footstool for my feet! What house would you build me? saith the Lord. On what spot could I settle?