he, too, will drink of the wine of God's fury,1 which has been poured full strength into the cup of his wrath.2 He will be tormented with burning sulfur3 in the presence of the holy angels and of the Lamb.
And the smoke of their torment rises for ever and ever.4 There is no rest day or night5 for those who worship the beast and his image,6 or for anyone who receives the mark of his name."712
This calls for patient endurance8 on the part of the saints9 who obey God's commandments10 and remain faithful to Jesus.
Then I heard a voice from heaven say, "Write: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord11 from now on." "Yes," says the Spirit,12 "they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them."
I looked, and there before me was a white cloud,13 and seated on the cloud was one "like a son of man"a14 with a crown15 of gold on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand.
Then another angel came out of the temple16 and called in a loud voice to him who was sitting on the cloud, "Take your sickle17 and reap, because the time to reap has come, for the harvest18 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.1918
Still another angel, who had charge of the fire, came from the altar20 and called in a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle, "Take your sharp sickle21 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.2220
They were trampled in the winepress23 outside the city,24 and blood25 flowed out of the press, rising as high as the horses' bridles for a distance of 1,600 stadia.b