Revelation 14
1 And I saw, and behold, the Lamb standing upon mount Zion, and with him a hundred [and] forty-four thousand, having his name and the name of his Father written upon their foreheads.
Maniyere il mereero hamb S'iyon gurats b́ need'efere t bek'i, bíntonuwere b́ shútsonat b́ nihi shúútson bo barats guut'ets habe awd bal kúm ashuwots fa'ane bo teshi,
2 And I heard a voice out of the heaven as a voice of many waters, and as a voice of great thunder. And the voice which I heard [was] as of harp-singers harping with their harps;
daratsere een aats k'aarok'onat een wotts guumok'o ayidek't een wotts k'aaro t shishi, t shishits k'aaronwere Begena eteets t'imbok'o bo t'imbor b́ shishiru k'arok'owiye bí ari.
3 and they sing a new song before the throne, and before the four living creatures and the elders. And no one could learn that song save the hundred [and] forty-four thousand who were bought from the earth.
Naashi jooronat awd s'ootswots, eenashwots shinatsnowere bale habe awd kum ashuwots Ik'i dub handro boduubi, duubanowere datsatse aani keewdek'ets bale habe awd kum ashuwotsiyere okoon konworu danosh falratse.
4 These are they who have not been defiled with women, for they are virgins: these are they who follow the Lamb wheresoever it goes. These have been bought from men [as] first-fruits to God and to the Lamb:
Bowere dngili bowottsotse máátsonton k'eet kiimatsne, mereero b́ sha'iru jamok b́ shuutso bo sha'iri. Bo Ik'onat mererosh k'aab shuwwots wotat t'ints ash naarotsere aaniy kewdek'etswotsiye.
5 and in their mouths was no lie found; [for] they are blameless.
Bowere kooti keewo keewrakne, ik keewono boatse daatseratse.
6 And I saw another angel flying in mid-heaven, having [the] everlasting glad tidings to announce to those settled on the earth, and to every nation and tribe and tongue and people, (aiōnios g166)
Haniyere okoon datsatse beyiru ash ashosh, ik naaro, k'osh k'osh noon keewon keewiru k'osh k'osh jir jamwotssh daniyosh dure dúri doo shishiyo detsts k'osh melakiyo dari taalotse b́ biidfere t bek'i. (aiōnios g166)
7 saying with a loud voice, Fear God and give him glory, for the hour of his judgment has come; and do homage to him who has made the heaven and the earth and the sea and fountains of waters.
Een k'ááronoere «Ik'o sharere, mangiwere b́ angshi sa'ato bodre, daronat datson aats k'aaronat aats t'úp'o aztso Izar Izewersh sagadoore!» b́ eti.
8 And another, a second, angel followed, saying, Great Babylon has fallen, has fallen, which of the wine of the fury of her fornication has made all nations drink.
K'osh gitl melakiyonúwere «Mashiyit woyiniyon dutsets b widi biro ash jamosh ishitu ekeew Babilon eenu dihirane! dihirane!» ett gitl melakiyo shutsatse b́ weyiri.
9 And another, a third, angel followed them, saying with a loud voice, If any one do homage to the beast and its image, and receive a mark upon his forehead or upon his hand,
Kosh keezl melakiyo hank'o ett boshutso shoydek't b́weyiri, «S'ootsonat bí armansh sagadirwots, b́ milkto bo barats wee bokishats gedet jamwots,
10 he also shall drink of the wine of the fury of God prepared unmixed in the cup of his wrath, and he shall be tormented in fire and brimstone before the holy angels and before the Lamb.
Ik' fayi woyiniyon dútsets biro úshetúúne, weyiniyon dutsets bironowere b́ dutseraniyere b́ fayi wanc'ots tepeke, mank'o b́ S'ayin melakiwots shinatsnat mereero shinatse tawonat diniyon kúúnetune.
11 And the smoke of their torment goes up to ages of ages, and they have no respite day and night who do homage to the beast and to its image, and if any one receive the mark of its name. (aiōn g165)
Boon kic'iru tawumanitse keshiru s'úwo dúre dúrosh b́ borfetsosh dambaan b́ kesheti, s'ootsonat bí ar mansh sagadts b́ shúútsi mlikt manowere geddek'ts jamwots t'úwe aawon kashde'atsne.» (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the endurance of the saints, who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus.
Ik' tzaziyo kotirwotsnat Iyesusi amanon kup'ts S'ayinwotsatse kotet k'amo hanaatsnee.
13 And I heard a voice out of the heaven saying, Write, Blessed the dead who die in [the] Lord from henceforth. Yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; for their works follow with them.
Daaratse hank'o etiru k'ááro tshishi, han guut'e, «Haniyere okoon doonzo Iyesusk wotar k'irituwots derekne!» S'ayin shayironúwere «Ee! bo angi maawatse kashbodeketwok'o bo fino shoydee'er weetwe» b́ eti.
14 And I saw, and behold, a white cloud, and on the cloud one sitting like [the] Son of man, having upon his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
Haniyere il t s'iili, etnuwere nas' dawuno tbek'i, dawunmanotsatsnowere ash na'a artso beebdek'i, b́ tokatsowere awntsi akliliya eteetso jip'dek're, b́ kishatsnowere shash maac'ro detsdek're,
15 And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to him that sat on the cloud, Send thy sickle and reap; for the hour of reaping is come, for the harvest of the earth is dried.
K'osh melakiyonwere Ik' mootse kesht dawunatse beyiru mansh een k'ááron «N maac'ro de'er mááyo k'ec'ee! maay k'es'i sa'atonuwere t'inre!»
16 And he that sat on the cloud put his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Dawunatse beyiruwonwere maac'iro datso maants b́ deyiyi, datsunwere b́ k'es'eyi.
17 And another angel came out of the temple which [is] in the heaven, he also having a sharp sickle.
K'osh melakiyonu daratsi Ik' mootse b́ keshi, bíwere maac'ri shasho detsfe b́ teshi.
18 And another angel came out of the altar, having power over fire, and called with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Send thy sharp sickle, and gather the bunches of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripened.
Tawatsnowere alo detsts k'osh melakiyo wosh t'intseyirwi ganoke kesht shash maac'ir detsts melakiyosh «Zúkud'ts shuwwots bokatstsotse shash maac'r man deyiwe! woyini zúkud' jamwotsi datsatsi woyiniyatse k'ut'de'er ko'iyuwe!» ett een k'aaron b́ kuhi.
19 And the angel put his sickle to the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast [the bunches] into the great wine-press of the fury of God;
Melakiyonúwere maac'iro datso maants b́ deyiyi datsatsi woyini zúkud'ono b́ k'ut'i, een wotts Ik' fayo fis'eetwotso b́ juwi.
20 and the wine-press was trodden without the city, and blood went out of the wine-press to the bits of the horses for a thousand six hundred stadia.
Kitoniyere úratse fa'a woyini fis'eyirwotso fis'eyi, fis'eyirumaniyere Farshi lúgamok b́ borfetsosh dambaan een wotts keez bal kilo metrok'o wotit s'atso kesht b́ kuud'i.
