Revelation 14
1 Then I looked, and lo, a Lambe stood on mount Sion, and with him an hundreth, fourtie and foure thousand, hauing his Fathers Name written in their foreheads.
Answit, mwen te gade! Vwala, Jèn Mouton an te kanpe sou Mòn Sion. Ansanm avèk li, te gen san-karant-kat-mil, ki pote non L ak non a Papa Li, ekri sou fon yo.
2 And I heard a voyce from heauen, as the sound of many waters, and as the sound of a great thunder: and I heard the voyce of harpers harping with their harpes.
Mwen te tande yon son soti nan syèl la, tankou son anpil dlo ak son a gwo kout tonnè. Vwa ke m tande a te tankou sila k ap jwe ap yo.
3 And they sung as it were a newe song before the throne, and before the foure beasts, and the Elders: and no man could learne that song, but the hundreth, fourtie and foure thousand, which were bought from the earth.
Epi yo te chante yon chan tounèf devan twòn nan, devan kat kreyati vivan yo ak ansyen yo. E pèsòn pa t kapab aprann chan an, eksepte san-karant-kat-mil ki te achte, soti sou tè a.
4 These are they, which are not defiled with women: for they are virgins: these follow the Lambe whithersoeuer he goeth: these are bought from men, being the first fruites vnto God, and to the Lambe.
Sa yo se sila ki pa t souye pa fanm yo, paske se vyèj yo ye. Sa yo se sila ki swiv Jèn Mouton an tout kote Li ale. Sa yo te achte pami lòm kòm premye fwi pou Bondye, e pou Jèn Mouton an.
5 And in their mouthes was found no guile: for they are without spot before the throne of God.
Epi manti pa t twouve nan bouch yo; yo te san repwòch.
6 Then I sawe another Angel flie in the mids of heauen, hauing an euerlasting Gospel, to preach vnto them that dwell on the earth, and to euery nation, and kinred, and tongue, and people, (aiōnios g166)
Epi mwen te wè yon lòt zanj ki t ap vole nan mitan syèl la, avèk yon levanjil etènèl pou preche a sila ki viv sou latè yo, a tout nasyon, tribi, langaj, ak pèp. (aiōnios g166)
7 Saying with a loude voyce, Feare God, and giue glory to him: for the houre of his iugdement is come: and woriship him that made heauen and earth, and the sea, and the fountaines of waters.
Konsa, li te di avèk yon vwa fò: “Gen lakrent pou Bondye, e ba Li glwa, paske lè jijman Li an gen tan vini. Adore Sila ki te fè syèl la, tè a, lanmè a, ak sous dlo yo.”
8 And there followed another Angel, saying, Babylon that great citie is fallen, it is fallen: for she made all nations to drinke of the wine of the wrath of her fornication.
Yon lòt zanj, yon dezyèm, te swiv, e t ap di: “Tonbe, tonbe, gran Babylone nan, Sila ki te fè tout nasyon yo bwè diven pasyon imoralite li a.”
9 And the third Angel followed them, saying with a loude voyce, If any man worship the beast and his image, and receiue his marke in his forehead, or on his hand,
Answit, yon lòt zanj, yon twazyèm, te swiv yo e t ap di avèk yon vwa ki fò: “Si yon moun adore bèt la avèk limaj li a, e resevwa yon mak sou fon li oubyen sou men l,
10 The same shall drinke of the wine of ye wrath of God, yea, of the pure wine, which is powred into the cup of his wrath, and he shalbe tormented in fire and brimstone before the holy Angels, and before the Lambe.
li osi va bwè nan diven kòlè Bondye a, ki melanje nèt nan tas kòlè Li a. Konsa, li va toumante avèk dife ak souf nan prezans a zanj sen yo, ak nan prezans a Jèn Mouton an.
11 And the smoke of their torment shall ascend euermore: and they shall haue no rest day nor night, which worship the beast and his image, and whosoeuer receiueth the print of his name. (aiōn g165)
Lafimen toumant yo ap monte pou tout tan e pou tout tan. Yo p ap gen repo ni lajounen ni lannwit, sila yo ki adore bèt la avèk imaj li a, ak nenpòt moun ki resevwa mak non li an. (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the patience of Saints: here are they that keepe the commandements of God, and the fayth of Iesus.
Men isit, pèseverans a sen ki kenbe kòmandman Bondye yo avèk lafwa yo nan Jésus.
13 Then I heard a voyce from heauen, saying vnto me, Write, The dead which die in the Lord, are fully blessed. Euen so sayth the Spirit: for they rest from their labours, and their workes follow them.
“Mwen te tande yon vwa ki sòti nan syèl la ki t ap di: “Ekri, ‘Beni se mò ki mouri nan Senyè a depi koulye a!’”: “Wi”, di Lespri a, “pou yo kapab repoze de travay yo, paske zèv pa yo ap swiv yo.”
14 And I looked, and behold, a white cloude, and vpon the cloude one sitting like vnto the Sonne of man, hauing on his head a golden crowne, and in his hand a sharpe sickle.
Answit, mwen te gade, e vwala, yon nwaj blan, epi chita sou nwaj la, se yon moun tankou yon fis a Lòm, avèk yon kouwòn an lò sou tèt li ak yon kouto digo byen file nan men li.
15 And another Angel came out of the Temple, crying with a loude voyce to him that sate on the cloude, Thrust in thy sickle and reape: for the time is come to reape: for the haruest of the earth is ripe.
Konsa, yon lòt zanj te vini sòti nan tanp lan, e t ap kriye nan yon vwa fò a Sila ki te chita sou nwaj la: “Mete kouto digo a ladann pou rekòlte, paske lè rekòlt la rive. Mwason latè a mi.”
16 And he that sate on the cloude, thrust in his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Answit, Sila ki te chita sou nwaj la te voye kouto digo a sou sifas tè a, epi tè a te rekòlte.
17 Then an other Angel came out of the Temple, which is in heauen, hauing also a sharpe sickle.
Yon lòt zanj te sòti nan tanp ki nan syèl la, e li menm tou te gen yon kouto digo byen file.
18 And another Angel came out from the altar, which had power ouer fire, and cryed with a loude crie to him that had the sharpe sickle, and sayd, Thrust in thy sharpe sickle, and gather the clusters of the vineyard of the earth: for her grapes are ripe.
Konsa, yon lòt zanj ankò, sila ki gen pouvwa sou dife a, te sòti nan lotèl la. Li te rele avèk yon vwa fò a sila ki te gen kouto digo file a. Li te di: “Mete kouto digo file ou ladann. Ranmase grap sou pye rezen latè yo, paske fwi li yo mi.”
19 And the Angel thrust in his sharpe sickle on the earth, and cut downe the vines of the vineyard of the earth, and cast them into that great wine presse of the wrath of God.
Zanj lan te voye kouto digo li a sou tè a. Li te ranmase grap sou pye rezen tè yo, e te jete yo nan gwo pèz diven kòlè Bondye a.
20 And the wine presse was troden without the citie, and blood came out of the wine presse, vnto the horse bridles, by the space of a thousand and sixe hundreth furlongs.
Konsa, basen pèz diven an te foule anba pye deyò vil la, e san te sòti nan pèz diven an, rive nan brid cheval la pou yon distans de twa-san kilomèt.
