Revelation 14
1 And I saw, and lo! the Lamb, standing upon the mount Zion, —and, with him, a hundred and forty-four thousand, having his name and his Father’s name written upon their foreheads.
La man to bekwame tim dor bang chiyona wari kan-nge chonubo wii bikatewin kwini kwob nar turo nar che, buro chi mulang den chi re kan-nge der techere tikob chiyeb.
2 And I heard a sound out of heaven, as the sound of many waters, and as the sound of, loud thunders; and, the sound which I heard, was as of harp-singers harping with their harps,
Man nuwa dor kang-nge chiyati na dir mwenger chaji chwati kang-nge kunnye kwatiye. Diro ma nuwa cherkan nob gilingili-nge chi kwa gilingili-nge chiyeti.
3 And they sing as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four living creatures and the elders. And, no one, was able to learn the song, save the hundred and forty-four thousand, who had been redeemed from the earth.
Chi ka nuwe fwir kabum kutile liyare kang-nge kabum fule wo kwareche nare kang-nge nubo durtinimbo. kang-nge mani wo tiye, la kan nubo 144,000 wuro chi fan-ngu chi dor bitinere.
4 These, are they, who with women, were not defiled, for they are, virgin. These, are they who follow the Lamb whithersoever he is going. These, were redeemed from mankind, as a firstfruit unto God and the Lamb;
burombo chi wuor chi mam bo kayaka wi kang-nge natubed; la chi warum dur chiyero wuchak kang-nge mulen daunkuram. wuro cho bwawer bekwameti gwam fiye cho ya wiye, chi wo fan-ngu mor nube na chi yiam bilca kabak kwama kang-nge bekwame.
5 and, in their mouth, was found no falsehood, —faultless, they are.
Chwerke uyambou nji, chi man ki duti.
6 And I saw another messenger, flying in mid-heaven, having an age-abiding glad-message to announce unto them who are dwelling upon the earth, even unto every nation and tribe and tongue and people, (aiōnios g166)
Man tô bwetomange wucchake kang-nge kweni tiber dii kwama, wo ki fulen do bak lumi nyeu, a yi dorbitinerotiye, na wo a yii bertinimbo ti gwamme kang-nge nyini, kang-nge nubo. (aiōnios g166)
7 saying with a loud voice, —Fear God and give him glory, because the hour of his judging is come; and do homage unto him that made heaven and the earth and sea and fountains of waters.
Cho bichor ki diro dur, kom nuwa tai kwama, kom ductang cho. la bolang chelco lam. wabcho, cho wo ma diiko kang-nge bitine, kang-nge wima, kang-nge wuchak, bwetoman-nge wuchake wo yobe che, bwa-ngu yiti ki, yarum babila, babila durko yarum, wuro bol nubo irko gwan a nôô mwen bitutti tiye burotum cheme.
8 And, another, a second [messenger] followed, saying—Fallen! fallen! is Babylon the great, who, of the wine of the wrath of her lewdness, hath caused all the nations to drink.
ka-nge betoma-nge kwentiniim bwetoman-nge wuchwce WO yobe che, bwa-ngu yiti ki yarum babila durko yarum, euro bol nuto firko gwan a nōō muen bitutti tiye burotum cheme. kan-ngu chi ki Dirk kuean Keane, yiti ki nawo wab bichir do wo nii kang-nge fulen chereri, yo kulang kangchek kalca tikobchekeri.
9 And, another, a third messenger, followed them, saying with a loud voice—If anyone doeth homage unto the beast and his image, and receiveth a mark upon his forehead, or upon his hand,
10 he also, shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is prepared, unmixed, in the cup of his anger; —and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone, before holy messengers and before the Lamb;
Cho ken chan nōō mwca bituti funere kwang, mwen bitutti WO chi choir chan chak mor kwel funere che, WO no no cheri chiyan necho dotang-nge ki Kris, kang-nge kriako fuwor, kabum nubo wuchak biboi to man-nge kwama kang-nge bekwame.
11 And, the smoke of their torment, unto ages of ages, ascendeth; And they have no rest day or night, who do homage unto the beast and his image, or if anyone receiveth the mark of his name. (aiōn g165)
Yilom dotang-nge chiye to kweni dii diri-diri, take chi mankind fobka kume Lange kalck-buro chi nubo chi wab bi chirp Lange dubi che, Lange gwam buro yo yirom dene che. (aiōn g165)
12 Here, is, the endurance of the saints, —they who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus.
Euro chi bichor bika mwirumka burombo wuchakke, buro bwamten werfuner kwamara ki bilenke mor yechi.”
13 And I heard a voice out of heaven, saying—Write! Happy, the dead who, in the Lord, do die, from henceforth. Yea! (saith the Spirit) that they may rest from their toils, for, their works, do follow with them.
Man nuwa bi chirp dii kwama yiti ki mulang wo, nob bibwiyer nobo bwiyam bwiya wo bwiya mor Teluwer yuwatangbeko wuchakke yii ki long work chin fubom kang-nge dotang-nge chiye, di la nangen chiyero bwang chinenten.
14 And I saw, and lo! a white cloud, and, upon the cloud, one sitting like unto a son of man, having, upon his head, a crown of gold, and, in his hand, a sharp sickle.
Ma tori biloro fuorko wo. him biloko nine tamwi bibwenifire. wiiki nēēduwe Maine dorcher kang-nge bilore wo cha bye kangchek.
15 And, another messenger, came forth out of the sanctuary, crying out with a loud voice, unto him that was sitting upon the cloud—Thrust in thy sickle, and reap; because the hour to reap is come, because the harvest of the earth is ripe.
Do kang-nge bwetomange wuchakke cheri bikur wabker, chi bi cho bi chirp kibi tūū bilor mwe yoten kang biyeka bito ko wuro kini biyeka bitoko dorbitinero lam.
16 And he that was sitting upon the cloud, thrust in, his sickle upon the earth; and the earth was reaped.
La wo him for bilore mobken bilore che dorbitiner, la biyen dorbitineo.
17 And, another messenger, came forth out of the sanctuary that is in heaven, —he also, having a sharp sickle.
Kang-nge bwe to mange wuchake cheri mor biker saber feren dii kwama, cho kene wiki bilore cha bye.
18 And, another messenger, [came forth] out of the altar, who hath authority over the fire, —and called out with a loud voice, unto him who had the sharp sickle, saying—Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; because the grapes thereof are fully ripe.
Kang-nge bwetomange wuchake cheri tanjila twita nuwang fichanger wo with ki bi kwan aber kirer. cho bi chirp ki dior kwamkwame wuro rin tankî bilore cha-nye, tūū bilore mwe cha-nyeu mweru bitutti mabi tii Mani wo dorbitiro n'm, mabi BIM”
19 And the messenger, thrust in, his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast [it] into the great wine-press of the wrath of God.
Bwetomange wuchake met bilore che, mweru bitutti mabi dorbitinere chorkeu mor tale due wo chi yamum mwen mabi finer kwamar.
20 And the wine-press was trodden outside the city, and there came forth blood out of the wine-press, even unto the bits of the horses, at a distance of a thousand six hundred furlongs.
Chi fuwarangum fiye yanka bitutti mabi bwim chinanlor bwiyale chuati fiye yamka bitutti mabi, land NGO na duka nyi tuwak, yaken Mel Kai kwob yob.
