Revelation 10
1 And I saw another strong messenger coming down out of Heaven, clothed with a cloud, and a rainbow on the head, and his face as the sun, and his feet as pillars of fire,
Haniyere okoon daawn tahdek'ts melaki k'osho kúp'o darotse b́ oot'fere t bek'i, b́ tookatsowere gúúrdek't beyirwo Ik'i edjoka b́tesh, b́ shiitso aawok'oyi, b́tufuwots tawu írok'ono botesh,
2 and he had in his hand a little scroll opened, and he placed his right foot on the sea, and the left on the land,
Wogk'reets k'odets mas'aaf muk'u b́ kishatse detsdek'tni b́tesh, b́ k'ani tufo aats k'araats, b́ giri tufonowere datsats gedb́dek'i,
3 and he cried with a great voice, as a lion roars, and when he cried, the seven thunders spoke out their voices;
K'adiru eeshi k'arok'o arts k'aari eenonowere b́ kuhi, b́ kuhorowere shawat awushi guumwotsu bok'aaro bo shishiyi.
4 and when the seven thunders spoke their voices, I was about to write, and I heard a voice out of Heaven saying to me, “Seal the things that the seven thunders spoke,” and, “You may not write these things.”
Shawat awushi guumwotswere noono bokeewtsok'on taa guut'o gawutdek'i, ernmó «Shawat aawush guummanots bokeewtso ipde'er áátson deshde'e bako guut'k'aye!» etiru k'ááro darotse tshishi.
5 And the messenger whom I saw standing on the sea, and on the land, lifted up his hand to the sky,
Haniyere il aats k'aaronat datsats b́ need'efere tbek'ts melakiyo b́ k'ani kisho dambaan k'aaúdek't
6 and swore by Him who lives through the ages of the ages, who created the sky and the things in it, and the land and the things in it, and the sea and the things in it—that time will not be yet, (aiōn g165)
Dúre dúrosh beyar beetwon, daronat bítse beyirwotsi, datsunat bgitsotse beyirwotsn, aats k'aaronat bítse beyirwotsn aztso Izar Izewer shútson taart hank'o bíeti, «Eshe haniyak ja'aratsese! (aiōn g165)
7 but in the days of the voice of the seventh messenger, when he may be about to sound the trumpet, and the secret of God may be accomplished, as He declared to His own servants, to the prophets.
Ernmó melakiyo shawatlo ezbedi k'ááro b́shisht aawwots b́guuts nebiyiwotssh b́ nabts doo shishi b́keewtsok'on ááshts Ik'i keewo s'eenetwe.»
8 And the voice that I heard out of Heaven is again speaking with me, and saying, “Go, take the little scroll that is open in the hand of the messenger who has been standing on the sea, and on the land”:
Maniyere il darotse tshishts k'ááro «Aats k'aaronat datsatse need'iru melakiyo kishatse fa'onat wogeets mas'aafi k'odo amr k'aaúde'e» ett aaniyi taash b́keewi.
9 and I went away to the messenger, saying to him, “Give me the little scroll”; and he says to me, “Take, and eat it up, and it will make your belly bitter, but in your mouth it will be sweet as honey.”
Melakiyokowere amaat «K'odets mas'aaf múk'na'ú taash ime» tieti, bíwere «Mas'aafmani k'aa'úde'er moowe, nmaac'otse s'aamo wotitwaniye, nnonotsnmó mas'ook'o shawetwaniye» bí eti.
10 And I took the little scroll out of the hand of the messenger, and ate it up, and it was in my mouth sweet as honey, and when I ate it my belly was made bitter;
Taawere mas'aaf múk'na'a k'odeetsú melakiyo kishatse k'aaú dek'at tmeyi, tnonotsnowere mas'ook'o shaawbwtsi, bin matk'riyakoon tmaac'o s'aam wotb́wtsi.
11 and he says to me, “You must again prophesy about many peoples, and nations, and tongues, and kings.”
Maniyere il «Jir aywots jangosh, ash ashosh, k'osh k'osh naari noon keewiru ashuwotsnat nugúsuwots jangosh ando aani bek'on keewo neesh geyife» ett taash keeweyi.
