1Now when he had said this, songs of praise rang out, Thou art holy, thou art holy, thou art holy, King, Lord Sabaoth: the heavens and the earth are full of thy holy glory. 2The Father said to Michael from the holy place, Michael, my steward, go quickly and gather together the angels and all the saints, so that they may come and meet my beloved Isaac. 3And Michael sounded the trumpet at once. 4All the saints gathered with the angels and came to the couch of our father Isaac: 1 Boh. omits the references to Michael sounding the trumpet and to the assembling of the saints and angels. the Lord mounted his chariot, 2 Boh. ‘the chariot of the cherubim’ (cp. Ecclus. xlix. 8–also T. Abr. ix. 15 and x. i ). and the seraphim went in front of him with the angels. 3 Boh. omits from here to the end of the chapter. 5And when they came to our father Isaac's couch, our father Isaac beheld our Lord's face immediately, turned towards him full of joy. 6He cried out, it is good that thou hast come, my Lord, and thy great archangel Michael: it is good that you have come, my father Abraham, and all the saints.