Revelation 14
1 Then I looked and behold a Lamb standing on mount Sion, and with Him an hundred forty and four thousand, having his Father's name written on their foreheads.
ⲁ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ ⲉϥⲟϩⲓ ⳿ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲥⲓⲱⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲣ̅ⲙ̅ⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛϣⲟ ⲉⲩⲭⲏ ⲛⲉⲙⲁϥ ⲉⲣⲉ ⲡⲉϥⲣⲁⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲫⲣⲁⲛ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉϥⲓⲱⲧ ⲉϥ⳿ⲥϧⲏⲟⲩⲧ ϩⲓ ⲧⲟⲩⲧⲉϩⲛⲓ.
2 And I heard a voice from heaven, like the noise of many waters, and as the sound of great thunder; and I heard the sound of harpers playing on their harps:
ⲃ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛϧⲁⲣⲁⲃⲁⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϯ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⲉⲧⲁⲓⲥⲟⲑⲙⲉⲥ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛϩⲁⲛⲣⲉϥⲉⲣⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ.
3 and they sung as it were a new song before the throne; and before the four living ones, and the elders: and none could learn the song, but the hundred and forty four thousand, who are redeemed from the earth.
ⲅ̅ⲉⲩϩⲱⲥ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩϩⲱⲇⲏ ⳿ⲙⲃⲉⲣⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓ⳿ⲑⲣⲟⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛⲍⲱⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓ⳿ⲡⲣⲉⲥⲃⲩⲧⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ ⳿ϩⲗⲓ ϫⲉⲙϫⲟⲙ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲉⲙⲓ ⳿ⲉϯϩⲱⲇⲏ ⳿ⲉⲃⲏⲗ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓⲣ̅ⲙ̅ⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛϣⲟ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩϣⲟⲡⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
4 These are they who were not defiled with women; for they are virgins: these are they who follow the Lamb whithersoever He goeth: these were redeemed from among men, as the first-fruits unto God and the Lamb.
ⲇ̅ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲉ ⳿ⲙⲡⲟⲩⲑⲱⲗⲉⲃ ⳿ⲛⲛⲟⲩ⳿ϩⲃⲱⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲥϩⲓⲙⲓ ϩⲁⲛⲡⲁⲣⲑⲉⲛⲟⲥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲙⲟϣⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲉϥⲛⲁϣⲉ ⲛⲁϥ ⳿ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩϣⲟⲡⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲛⲓⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲛⲁⲡⲁⲣⲭⲏ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ.
5 And in their mouth was found no guile: for they are blameless before the throne of God.
ⲉ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲟⲩϫⲉⲙ ⳿ϩⲗⲓ ⳿ⲙⲙⲉⲑⲛⲟⲩϫ ϧⲉⲛ ⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲥⲉⲧⲟⲩⲃⲏⲟⲩⲧ ⲅⲁⲣ.
6 And I saw another angel flying in the midst of heaven, having the everlasting gospel, to preach to those that dwell upon the earth, to every nation, and tribe, and tongue, (aiōnios g166)
ⲋ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥϩⲏⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲑⲙⲏϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲉⲩⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲓⲟⲛ ⳿ⲛⲉⲛⲉϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉϥϩⲓϣⲉⲛⲛⲟⲩϥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲛⲏⲉⲧϣⲟⲡ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ϣⲗⲟⲗ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲫⲩⲗⲏ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲗⲁⲥ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ. (aiōnios g166)
7 and people, saying with a loud voice, Fear God, and give glory to Him; for the time of his judgement is come: and worship Him that made the heaven, and the earth, and the sea, and the fountains of waters.
ⲍ̅ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ϫⲉ ⲁⲣⲓϩⲟϯ ϧⲁ⳿ⲧϩⲏ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲙⲁⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥϩⲁⲡ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲫⲏⲉⲧⲁϥⲑⲁⲙⲓ⳿ⲉ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓⲙⲱⲟⲩ.
8 And another angel followed, saying, Babylon the great city is fallen, is fallen; because she made all nations drink of the wine of her furious fornication.
ⲏ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁϩⲃ̅ ⲁϥⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱϥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥϩⲉⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲃⲁⲃⲩⲗⲱⲛ ϯⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲧⲉⲥⲡⲟⲣⲛⲓⲁ ⲁⲩϩⲉⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲛⲓⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ.
9 And a third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice, If any one worship the beast and his image, and receive the mark on his forehead,
ⲑ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁϩⲅ̅ ⲁϥⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲫⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲑⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲧⲉϥϩⲩⲕⲱⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥⲧⲟⲃϥ ⳿ⲉⲧⲉϥⲧⲉϩⲛⲓ ⲓⲉ ⲧⲉϥϫⲓϫ.
10 or on his hand, he also shall drink of the wine of God's indignation poured forth without mixture, in the cup of his wrath; and shall be tormented with fire and brimstone, in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb.
ⲓ̅⳿ⲛⲑⲟϥ ⲉⲑⲛⲁⲥⲱ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲫⲏⲉⲧⲑⲏⲧ ⳿ⲛⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲁⲕⲣⲁⲧⲟⲛ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲁⲫⲟⲧ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥϫⲱⲛⲧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲩ⳿ⲉⲉⲣⲃⲁⲥⲁⲛⲓⲍⲓⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩ ⳿ⲭⲣⲱⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲟⲩⲑⲏⲛ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲛⲛⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ.
11 And the smoke of their torment ascendeth for ever and ever: and they have no rest, day and night, who worship the beast and his image, and whosoever receiveth the mark of his name. (aiōn g165)
ⲓ̅ⲁ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲭⲣⲉⲙⲧⲥ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲟⲩ⳿ⲧϩⲉⲙⲕⲟ ⲉϥ⳿ⲉϣⲉ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲡϣⲱⲓ ϣⲁ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϫⲉ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓ⳿ⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓⲉϫⲱⲣϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲑⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲧⲉϥϩⲩⲕⲱⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲫⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁϭⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϣⲱⲗϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥⲣⲁⲛ. (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the patience of the saints: here are they that keep the commandments of God, and the faith of Jesus.
ⲓ̅ⲃ̅ⲫⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲑⲛⲁ⳿ⲁⲙⲟⲛⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓⲁⲅⲓⲟⲥ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁ⳿ⲁⲣⲉϩ ⳿ⲉⲛⲓⲉⲛⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲫϯ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓⲛⲁϩϯ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ Ⲓⲏ̅ⲥ̅ Ⲡⲭ̅ⲥ̅.
13 And I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, Blessed are the dead, that die in the Lord, from henceforth: yea, saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labors and their works do follow them.
ⲓ̅ⲅ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲕⲉⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲱⲟⲩ⳿ⲛⲓⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲛⲓⲣⲉϥⲙⲱⲟⲩⲧ ϧⲉⲛ Ⲡ⳪ ⲁⲩϣⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ϯⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲡⲓⲡ͞ⲛⲁ̅ ϩⲓⲛⲁ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲩ⳿ⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ϯⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲛⲟⲩϧⲓⲥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲟⲩ⳿ϩⲃⲏⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⲉⲩ⳿ⲉⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥϭⲓⲙⲱⲓⲧ ϧⲁϫⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉ⳿ϧⲣⲏⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩⲙⲓ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲱⲛϧ.
14 And I saw, and behold, a white cloud, and one sitting on the cloud like the Son of man; having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
ⲓ̅ⲇ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲉⲥⲟⲩⲱⲃϣ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲡϣⲱⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲉϥϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲁⲓ ⲉϥⲟⲛⲓ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩϣⲏⲣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲭⲗⲟⲙ ⳿ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲃ ϩⲓϫⲱϥ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲥϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ϧⲉⲛ ⲧⲉϥϫⲓϫ.
15 And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to Him that sat upon the cloud, Put in thy sickle and reap; for the time to reap is come, for the harvest of the earth is ripe.
ⲓ̅ⲉ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲉⲣⲫⲉⲓ ⲉϥⲱϣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲫⲏⲉⲧϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉⲕⲱⲥϧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲱⲥϧ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲱⲥϧ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
16 And He that sat upon the cloud put forth his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
ⲓ̅ⲋ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲫⲏⲉⲧϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲁϥⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉϥⲱⲥϧ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ.
17 And another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, and he also had a sharp sickle.
ⲓ̅ⲍ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲉⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲥⲏϥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉⲥϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ.
18 And another angel came out from the altar, who had power over the fire; and he called out with a loud cry to Him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Put in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth, for its grapes are ripe.
ⲓ̅ⲏ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲙⲁ⳿ⲛⲉⲣϣⲱⲟⲩϣⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲉⲣϣⲓϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲭⲣⲱⲙ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲙⲟⲩϯ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲫⲏⲉⲧⲉ ϯⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲧϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉⲕⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲧϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϭⲉⲗ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲥⲙⲁϩ ⳿ⲛⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
19 And the angel put forth his sickle to the earth, and stript the vine of the earth, and cast the grapes into the great wine-press of God's wrath.
ⲓ̅ⲑ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁ ⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥⲥⲏ ϥⲓ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϭⲉⲗ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϩⲓⲧϥ ⳿ⲉ⳿ϧⲣⲏⲓ ⳿ⲉϯⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲉⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ.
20 And the wine-press was trodden without the city, and blood came out of the wine-press, even to the horses bridles, a thousand six hundred furlongs off.
ⲕ̅ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϩⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲛϯ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ⲥⲁⲃⲟⲗ ⳿ⲛϯⲃⲁⲕⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲛⲟϥ ϧⲉⲛ ϯ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ϣⲁ ⲛⲓⲭⲁⲗⲓⲛⲟⲩⲥ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲓ⳿ϩⲑⲱⲣ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩϣⲟ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲭ̅ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲥⲧⲁⲇⲓⲟⲛ
