Above them is a prince, noble, wonderful, mighty, praised with all manner of
praise: Keruviel YHWH is his name, a valiant prince, full of boundless power;
a majestic prince, with whom is majesty; a righteous prince, with whom is righteousness;
a holy prince, with whom is holiness; a prince glorified by thousands of hosts, a
prince extolled by countless legions.
A crown of holiness is on his head, with the sacred name engraved upon it, from which lightning flickers. The bow of the Shekhinah is across his shoulders; his sword, like a lightning flash, is on his thigh; his arrows, like lightning flashes, are in his belt;
a breastplate of consuming fire hangs round his neck, and coals of juniper encompass him. The splendor of the Shekhinah is on his face; horns of majesty are on his wheels,
and a royal turban crowns his head.
The crown on his head is radiant like the throne of glory,
and the height of the crown is a journey of 502 years.
There is no kind of radiance, no kind of splendor, no kind of brilliance,
no kind of light in the world that is not placed in that crown.
Serafiel is the name of that prince,
and the name of the crown on his head is "Prince of Peace".