A second angel followed and said, "Fallen! Fallen is Babylon the Great,1 which made all the nations drink the maddening wine of her adulteries."29
A third angel followed them and said in a loud voice: "If anyone worships the beast3 and his image4 and receives his mark on the forehead5 or on the hand,
he, too, will drink of the wine of God's fury,6 which has been poured full strength into the cup of his wrath.7 He will be tormented with burning sulfur8 in the presence of the holy angels and of the Lamb.
And the smoke of their torment rises for ever and ever.9 There is no rest day or night10 for those who worship the beast and his image,11 or for anyone who receives the mark of his name."1212
This calls for patient endurance13 on the part of the saints14 who obey God's commandments15 and remain faithful to Jesus.
Then I heard a voice from heaven say, "Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord 16 from now on." "Yes," says the Spirit,17 "they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them."
I looked, and there before me was a white cloud,18 and seated on the cloud was one "like a son of man"a19 with a crown20 of gold on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand.
Then another angel came out of the temple21 and called in a loud voice to him who was sitting on the cloud, "Take your sickle22 and reap, because the time to reap has come, for the harvest23 of the earth is ripe."
So he who was seated on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was harvested.
Another angel came out of the temple in heaven, and he too had a sharp sickle.2418
Still another angel, who had charge of the fire, came from the altar25 and called in a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle, "Take your sharp sickle26 and gather the clusters of grapes from the earth's vine, because its grapes are ripe."
The angel swung his sickle on the earth, gathered its grapes and threw them into the great winepress of God's wrath.2720
They were trampled in the winepress28 outside the city,29 and blood30 flowed out of the press, rising as high as the horses' bridles for a distance of 1,600 stadia.b