Enoch's Journey to Heaven and Judgment

When I was 365 years old, on the solemn day of the first month, I was alone in my

house, grieving and weeping with my eyes. While I was resting in my bed sleeping,

two men as great as any I had ever seen on Earth appeared to me. Their faces were

like sunshine, their eyes like burning lamps. From their mouths came forth fire,

their clothes a plumage of feathers, and their arms like golden wings at my bedside.

They called me by my name, 'Enoch, Enoch,' they said. I arose from my

sleep and these men said to me, 'Be of good cheer, Enoch. Be not afraid.

The everlasting God hath sent us to thee, and today shalt ascend with us into