And they sang a new song, saying: “You are worthy to take the scroll, and to open its seals; for You were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation,
I watched as He opened the sixth seal. And behold, there was a great earthquake. The sun became black, like sackcloth made from goat hair, and the moon became like blood.
When He opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, “Come!” I looked, and behold, there was a black horse, and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand.