Revelasyon 14
1 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.
And I looked, and behold, a Lamb stood on mount Zion; and with him the number of a hundred and forty and four thousand, having his name and the name of his Father written upon their foreheads.
2 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.
And I heard a sound from heaven, as the sound of many waters, and as the sound of great thunder; and the sound which I heard, was like that of harpers striking on their harps.
3 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.
And they sang a new song before the throne, and before the four Animals and the Elders: and no one was able to learn that song, except the hundred and forty and four thousand who were redeemed from the earth.
4 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.
These are they who have not defiled themselves with women, for they are virgins. These are they who followed the Lamb, whithersoever he went. These have been redeemed by Jesus from among men, the first fruits to God and the Lamb.
5 Epi manti pa t twouve nan bouch yo; yo te san repwòch.
And in their mouth was found, no falsehood; for they are without faults.
6 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)
And I saw another angel flying in heaven: and with blood, he had the everlasting gospel, to proclaim to dwellers on the earth, and to every nation and tribe and tongue and people; (aiōnios g166)
7 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.”
saying with a loud voice, Worship God, and give glory to him; because the hour of his judgment is come; and adore ye Him, who made heaven and earth, and the sea, and the fountains of water.
8 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.”
And another, a second angel followed him, saying: Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great, which made all nations drink of the wine of the rage of her whoredom.
9 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,
And another, a third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice: If any man shall worship the beast of prey and its image, and shall receive its mark upon his forehead or on his hand,
10 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.
he also shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured undiluted into the cup of his indignation, and shall be tormented with fire and sulphur, before the holy angels, and before the throne.
11 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)
And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever; and there is no rest, by day or by night, to those that worship the beast of prey and its image. (aiōn g165)
12 Men isit, pèseverans a sen ki kenbe kòmandman Bondye yo avèk lafwa yo nan Jésus.
Here is the patience of the saints, who keep the commandments of God, and the faith of Jesus.
13 “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.”
And I heard a voice from heaven, saying: Write, Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord, henceforth: yes, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their toils; for their deeds do accompany them.
14 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.
And I looked, and lo, a white cloud; and upon the cloud sat one who was like the Son of man; and on his head was a crown of gold, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
15 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.”
And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice, to him that sat on the cloud.
16 Answit, Sila ki te chita sou nwaj la te voye kouto digo a sou sifas tè a, epi tè a te rekòlte.
And he thrust his sickle over the earth; and the earth was reaped.
17 Yon lòt zanj te sòti nan tanp ki nan syèl la, e li menm tou te gen yon kouto digo byen file.
And another angel came out of the temple that is in heaven, having also a sharp sickle.
18 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.”
And another angel came out from the altar, having authority over fire. And he cried with a loud voice, to him who had the sharp sickle, saying: Thrust in thy sickle which is sharp, and gather the clusters of the vineyard of the earth, because the grapes of the earth are ripe.
19 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.
And the angel thrust in his sickle on the earth, and gathered the vintage of the earth, and cast it into the wine-press of the wrath of the great God.
20 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.
And the wine-press was trodden, up to the horses' bridles, for a thousand and six hundred furlongs.
