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.
Mme ka bona Kwana a eme mo Thabeng ya Sione mo Jerusalema, mme a bo a na le batho ba le dikete di le lekgolo le masome a mane le bone ba ba neng ba na le leina la gagwe le leina la ga Rraagwe le kwadilwe mo diphatleng tsa bone.
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.
Mme ka utlwa lentswe le tswa kwa legodimong ekete mosumo wa metse a magolo kgotsa tumo e kgolo ya maru. E ne e le moopelo wa batho ba letsa diharepa.
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.
Mme baopedi ba ba ditswerere ba, ba ba neng ba le sekete le masome a mane le bone, ba opela sefela se se monate se sesha fa pele ga setilo sa bogosi sa Modimo le fa pele ga ditshedi tse nne le bagolwane ba ba masome a mabedi le bone; mme go ne go se na ope yo o ka opelang sefela se fa e se ba ba sekete le masome a mane le bone, ba ba neng ba golotswe mo lefatsheng.
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.
Gonne ga ba a leswafadiwa ke sepe mo meweng, ba itshekile jaaka makgarebane, ba sala Kwana morago gongwe le gongwe kwa o ya teng. Ba ne ba rekilwe mo gare ga batho ba ba mo lefatsheng e le ba ba tshwaetsweng Modimo.
5 And in their mouthes was found no guile: for they are without spot before the throne of God.
Ga go na maaka a ba ka bewang molato ka one, ga ba na selabe sepe.
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)
Mme ka bona moengele yo mongwe a fofa mo magodimong a tshotse Mafoko a a Molemo a bosakhutleng go rerela ba ba mo lefatsheng, ebong dichaba tsotlhe, ditso, dipuo le batho. (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.
A goela kwa godimo a re, “Boifang Modimo, lo bo lo bake bogolo jwa one. Gonne lobaka lo tsile lo o tlaa nnang moatlhodi ka lone. Obamelang ene yo o dirileng legodimo le lefatshe, lewatle le metswedi yotlhe ya lona.”
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.
Mme moengele yo mongwe a mo latela mo legodimong, a re, “Babelone o ole, o ole, ebong motse o mogolo ole, ka ntlha ya gore o tsieditse dichaba tsa lefatshe a di raya a re di tlhakanele mofine wa gagwe wa boitshekologo le boleo.”
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,
Mme moengele wa boraro a ba latela a goa a re, “Mongwe le mongwe yo o obamelang sebatana se se tswang mo lewatleng le setshwantsho sa sone sa leje a bo a amogela lotshwao lwa sone mo phatleng kgotsa mo seatleng,
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.
o tshwanetse go nwa mofine wa bogale jwa Modimo o sa timolwa. Mme ba tlaa tlhokofadiwa ka molelo le ka sebabole mo ponong ya baengele ba ba boitshepo le Kwana.
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)
Mosi wa tlhokofatso ya bone o tlhatloga ka bosakhutleng, mme ga ba kitla ba nna le setshwantsho sa sone sa leje, mme gape ba tshwailwe palo ya leina la one. (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the patience of Saints: here are they that keepe the commandements of God, and the fayth of Iesus.
“A se se kgothatse batho ba Modimo go itshokela teko nngwe le nngwe le pogiso ka bopelotelele, gonne baitshepi ba gagwe ba ba nnang ba nitame go ya kwa bofelong ba reetsa ditaolo tsa gagwe ebile ba ikanya Jesu.”
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.
Mme ka utlwa lentswe le tswa mo magodimong le re, “Kwala se: kwa bofelong lobaka lo fitlhile lwa gore baswela-tumelo ba tsene mo tuelong ya bone e e tletseng. Ee, go bua Mowa wa re, ba sego thata, gonne jaanong ba tlaa ikhutsa mo matsapeng a bone le diteko, gonne ditiro tsa bone tse di molemo di ba sala morago go ya legodimong!”
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.
Mme ponatshego ya fetoga mme ka bona leru le lesweu, le mongwe a ntse mo go lone yo o neng a tshwana le Jesu, yo o neng a bidiwa “Morwa Motho,” a rwele serwalo sa gauta mo tlhogong ya gagwe le thipa e e bogale mo seatleng sa gagwe.
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.
Mme moengele a tswa mo tempeleng mme a mo tlhaeletsa, a re, “Simolola go dirisa thipa, gonne lobaka lo go tletse gore o robe; thobo e budule mo lefatsheng.”
16 And he that sate on the cloude, thrust in his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Hong ene yo o ntseng mo lerung a akgisa thipa ya gagwe mo godimo ga lefatshe, mme thobo ya kokoanngwa.
17 Then an other Angel came out of the Temple, which is in heauen, hauing also a sharpe sickle.
Morago ga moo moengele yo mongwe a tswa mo tempeleng e e kwa legodimong, le ene a bo a tshotse thipa e e bogale.
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.
Gone fela foo moengele yo o nang le nonofo ya go nyeletsa lefatshe ka molelo, a tlhaeletsa moengele yo o neng a tshotse thipa a re, “Dirisa thipa jaanong go kgaola masitlha a mofine wa lefatshe, gonne a budule sentle go sekisiwa.”
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.
Jalo moengele a akgisa thipa ya gagwe mo godimo ga lefatshe mme a olela masitlha a mofine mo segatelong se segolo sa bogale jwa Modimo.
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.
Mme masitlha a mofine a gatakwa mo segatelong kwa ntle ga motse, mme madi a elela mo molatswaneng o o boleele jwa dimmaele di le makgolo a mabedi ebile o le kwa godimo jaaka ditomo tsa pitse.
