Revelation 10
1 And I sawe another mightie Angel come downe from heauen, clothed with a cloude, and the raine bowe vpon his head, and his face was as the sunne, and his feete as pillars of fire.
ᎠᎴ ᏅᏩᏓᎴ ᎤᎵᏂᎩᏛ ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᎥᏥᎪᎥᎩ ᎦᎸᎳᏗ ᏓᏳᏠᎠᏒᎩ, ᎤᎶᎩᎸ ᎤᏄᏬᏍᏛᎩ; ᎠᎴ ᎠᏍᎪᎵ ᎤᏅᎪᎳᏛᎩ, ᎠᎴ ᎤᎧᏛ ᏅᏙ ᎢᎦ ᎡᎯ ᎾᏍᎩᏯ ᎨᏒᎩ, ᏧᎳᏏᏕᏂᏃ ᏗᎦᎫᏍᏛᏗ ᎠᏥᎸ ᏗᎪᏢᏔᏅᎯ ᎾᏍᎩᏯ ᎨᏒᎩ.
2 And hee had in his hande a little booke open, and he put his right foote vpon the sea, and his left on the earth,
ᎪᏪᎵᏃ ᎤᏍᏗ ᎤᏒᎦᎸᎩ ᎠᏍᏚᎢᏛ; ᎠᎦᏘᏏᏃ ᎤᎳᏏᏕᏂ ᎠᎺᏉᎯ ᎤᎳᏏᏅᎩ, ᎠᎦᏍᎦᏂᏃ [ ᎤᎳᏏᏕᏂ ] ᎦᏙᎯ ᎤᎳᏏᏅᎩ,
3 And cried with a loude voyce, as when a lyon roareth: and when he had cried, seuen thunders vttered their voyces.
ᎠᎴ ᎠᏍᏓᏯ ᎤᏪᎷᏅᎩ, ᏢᏓᏥ ᎤᏃᏕᏅ ᏣᏴᎪ ᎾᏍᎩᏯᎢ; ᎾᏍᎩᏃ ᎤᏪᎷᏅ, ᎦᎵᏉᎩ ᎠᏂᏴᏓᏆᎶᏍᎩ ᎤᏂᏴᏓᏆᎶᎥᎩ.
4 And whe the seuen thunders had vttered their voyces, I was about to write: but I heard a voice from heauen saying vnto me, Seale vp those things which the seuen thunders haue spoken, and write them not.
ᎠᎴ ᎦᎵᏉᎩ ᎠᏂᏴᏓᏆᎶᏍᎩ ᎤᏂᏴᏓᏆᎶᎥ, ᏓᎪᏪᎳᏂᏒᎩ; ᎠᏆᏛᎦᏅᎩᏃ ᎧᏁᎬ ᎦᎸᎳᏗ ᏓᏳᎶᏒᎩ ᎯᎠ ᏅᏛᎩᏪᏎᎲᎩ, ᏘᏍᏚᎲᎦᏉ ᎾᏍᎩ ᎦᎵᏉᎩ ᎠᏂᏴᏓᏆᏍᎩ ᏄᏂᏪᏒᎢ, ᎠᎴ ᏞᏍᏗ ᏦᏪᎳᏅᎩ.
5 And the Angel which I sawe stand vpon the sea, and vpon the earth, lift vp his hand to heauen,
ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯᏃ ᏥᎪᎥᎯ ᎠᎺᏉᎯ ᎠᎴ ᎦᏙᎯ ᏧᏔᏏᏅᎯ, ᎦᎸᎳᏗ ᎢᏗᏢ ᎤᏌᎳᏓᏅᎩ ᎤᏬᏰᏂ,
6 And sware by him that liueth for euermore, which created heauen, and the thinges that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the thinges that therein are, that time should be no more. (aiōn g165)
ᎠᎴ ᎤᏁᎢᏍᏔᏅᎩ, ᎾᏍᎩ Ꮎ ᏂᎪᎯᎸ ᎠᎴ ᏂᎪᎯᎸ ᏤᎭ, ᎾᏍᎩ ᎦᎸᎶᎢ ᎤᏬᏢᏅᎯ ᏥᎩ, ᎠᎴ ᎾᏍᎩ ᎾᎿᎭᏤᎿᎭᎠ, ᎠᎴ ᎡᎶᎯ, ᎠᎴ ᎾᏍᎩ ᎾᎿᎭᏤᎿᎭᎠ, ᎠᎴ ᎠᎺᏉᎯ, ᎠᎴ ᎾᏍᎩ ᎾᎿᎭᏤᎿᎭᎠ, ᎥᏝ ᎿᎭᏉ ᎤᏟ ᎢᎪᎯᏛ ᏱᎪᎯᏗᏏᏎᏍᏗ ᎤᏛᏅᎩ. (aiōn g165)
7 But in the dayes of the voyce of the seuenth Angel, when he shall beginne to blow the trumpet, euen the mysterie of God shalbe finished, as he hath declared to his seruants the Prophets.
ᎦᎵᏉᎩᏁᏍᎩᏂ ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᎧᏁᏨᎭ ᎢᏳᎢ, ᎿᎭᏉ ᎠᎴᏅᎲᎭ ᎠᏤᎷᎯᏒᎭ, ᎤᏕᎵᏛ ᎤᏁᎳᏅᎯ ᎤᏤᎵᎦ ᎤᎵᏰᎢᎶᎯᏍᏗ ᎨᏎᏍᏗ, ᎾᏍᎩᏯ ᎬᏂᎨᏒ ᏂᏚᏩᏁᎸ ᏧᏅᏏᏓᏍᏗ ᎠᎾᏙᎴᎰᏍᎩ.
8 And the voyce which I heard from heauen, spake vnto me againe, and said, Go and take the litle booke which is open in the hand of the Angel, which standeth vpon the sea and vpon the earth.
ᎧᏁᎬᏃ ᎠᏆᏛᎦᏅᎯ ᎦᎸᎳᏗ ᏅᏓᏳᏓᎴᏅᎯ ᏔᎵᏁ ᎠᎩᏁᏤᎸᎩ, ᎠᎴ ᎯᎠ ᏄᏪᏒᎩ, ᎮᎾ, ᎠᎴ ᏫᎾᎩ ᎤᏍᏗ ᎪᏪᎵ ᎠᏍᏚᎢᏛ ᏧᏒᎦᎸ ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᏥᎦᏙᎦ ᏥᏚᎳᏍᎦ ᎠᎺᏉᎯ ᎠᎴ ᎦᏙᎯ.
9 So I went vnto the Angel, and saide to him, Giue me the litle booke. And he said vnto me, Take it, and eate it vp, and it shall make thy belly bitter, but it shalbe in thy mouth as sweete as honie.
ᎠᏇᏅᏒᎩᏃ ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᏗᎦᏙᎬᎢ, ᎠᎴ ᎯᎠ ᏅᏥᏪᏎᎸᎩ, ᏍᎩᏅᎥᏏ Ꮎ ᎤᏍᏗ ᎪᏪᎵ. ᎯᎠᏃ ᎾᎩᏪᏎᎸᎩ, ᎯᎾᎩ ᎠᎴ ᎯᏯᎣᎾ; ᏣᏍᏉᎵᏱᏃ ᏩᏚᎵᏏ ᏥᏄᎦᎾᎯ ᎢᏳᎦᎾᏍᏛ ᏅᏓᏨᏁᎵ.
10 Then I tooke the litle booke out of ye Angels hand, and ate it vp, and it was in my mouth as sweete as hony: but whe I had eaten it my belly was bitter.
ᎪᏪᎵᏃ ᎤᏍᏗ ᏗᎧᎿᎭᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᎤᏒᎦᎸ ᏩᎩᏁᏒᎩ, ᎠᎴ ᎠᎩᏯᎣᏅᎩ; ᏥᎰᎵᏃ ᎠᏆᏅᏍᎦᎸ ᏩᏚᎵᏏ ᏥᏄᎦᎾᎯ ᏄᎦᎾᏒᎩ; ᎠᎩᏯᎥᏃ ᎠᎩᏍᏉᎵᏱ ᎡᎯᏍᏗᏳ ᏄᏩᏁᎸᎩ.
11 And he said vnto me, Thou must prophecie againe among the people and nations, and tongues, and to many Kings.
ᎯᎠᏃ ᎾᎩᏪᏎᎸᎩ, ᏔᎵᏁ ᏛᎭᏙᎴᎰᏏ ᎤᏂᏣᏘ ᎠᏂᎦᏔᎲᎢ, ᎠᎴ ᏑᎾᏓᎴᎩ ᎠᏁᎲ ᏴᏫ, ᎠᎴ ᏧᏓᎴᏅᏛ ᏗᏂᏬᏂᏍᎩ ᎨᏒ ᏴᏫ, ᎠᎴ ᏧᎾᏓᎴᏅᏛ ᎤᏂᎬᏫᏳᎯ.
