Apokalipsa 14
1 I vidjeh, i gle, jagnje stajaše na gori Sionskoj, i s njim sto i èetrdeset i èetiri hiljade, koji imahu ime oca njegova napisano na èelima svojima.
And I saw, and behold, a Lamb was standing on Mount Zion, and with Him one hundred forty-four thousand, having the Name of His Father written on their foreheads;
2 I èuh glas s neba kao glas voda mnogijeh, i kao glas groma velikoga; i èuh glas gudaèa koji guðahu u gusle svoje.
and I heard a voice out of Heaven, as a voice of many waters, and as a voice of great thunder, and I heard a voice of harpists harping with their harps,
3 I pjevahu kao novu pjesmu pred prijestolom i pred èetiri životinje i pred starješinama; i niko ne mogaše nauèiti pjesme, osim onijeh sto i èetrdeset i èetiri hiljade koji su otkupljeni sa zemlje.
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 except the one hundred forty-four thousand who have been bought from the earth;
4 Ovo su koji se ne opoganiše sa ženama, jer su djevstvenici, oni idu za jagnjetom kud god ono poðe. Ovi su kupljeni od ljudi prvenci Bogu i jagnjetu.
these are they who were not defiled with women, for they are virgin; these are they who are following the Lamb wherever He may go; these were bought from among men—a first-fruit to God and to the Lamb—
5 I u njihovijem ustima ne naðe se prijevara, jer su bez mane pred prijestolom Božijim.
and in their mouth there was not found guile, for they are unblemished before the throne of God.
6 I vidjeh drugoga anðela gdje leti posred neba, koji imaše vjeèno jevanðelje da objavi onima koji žive na zemlji, i svakome plemenu i jeziku i koljenu i narodu. (aiōnios g166)
And I saw another messenger flying in midair, having continuous good news to proclaim to those dwelling on the earth, and to every nation, and tribe, and tongue, and people, (aiōnios g166)
7 I govoraše velikijem glasom: bojte se Boga, i podajte mu slavu, jer doðe èas suda njegova; i poklonite se onome koji je stvorio nebo i zemlju i more i izvore vodene.
saying in a great voice, “Fear God, and give to Him glory, because the hour of His judgment came, and worship Him who made the sky, and the land, and sea, and fountains of waters.”
8 I drugi anðeo za njim ide govoreæi: pade, pade Vavilon grad veliki: jer otrovnijem vinom kurvarstva svojega napoji sve narode.
And another messenger followed, saying, “Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great, because of the wine of the wrath of her whoredom she has given to all nations to drink.”
9 I treæi anðeo za njim ide govoreæi glasom velikijem: ko se god pokloni zvijeri i ikoni njezinoj, i primi žig na èelo svoje ili na ruku svoju,
And a third messenger followed them, saying in a great voice, “If anyone worships the beast and his image, and receives a mark on his forehead or on his hand,
10 I on æe piti od vina gnjeva Božijega, koje je nepomiješano utoèeno u èašu gnjeva njegova, i biæe muèen ognjem i sumporom pred anðelima svetima i pred jagnjetom.
he also will drink of the wine of the wrath of God that has been mingled unmixed in the cup of His anger, and he will be tormented in fire and brimstone before the holy messengers, and before the Lamb,
11 I dim muèenja njihova izlaziæe va vijek vijeka; i neæe imati mira dan i noæ koji se poklanjaju zvijeri i ikoni njezinoj, i koji primaju žig imena njezina. (aiōn g165)
and the smoke of their torment goes up through ages of ages; and they have no rest day and night, who are worshiping the beast and his image, also if any receive the mark of his name. (aiōn g165)
12 Ovdje je trpljenje svetijeh, koji drže zapovijesti Božije i vjeru Isusovu.
Here is endurance of the holy ones; here [are] those keeping the commands of God, and the faith of Jesus.”
13 I èuh glas s neba gdje mi govori: napiši: blago mrtvima koji umiru u Gospodu otsad. Da, govori Duh, da poèinu od trudova svojijeh; jer djela njihova idu za njima.
And I heard a voice out of Heaven saying to me, “Write: Blessed are the dead who are dying in the LORD from this time!” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “That they may rest from their labors—and their works follow them!”
14 I vidjeh, i gle, oblak bijel, i na oblaku sjeðaše kao sin èovjeèij, i imaše na glavi svojoj krunu zlatnu, i u ruci svojoj srp oštar.
And I saw, and behold, a white cloud, and on the cloud [One] sitting like [a] Son of Man, having on His head a golden garland, and in His hand a sharp sickle;
15 I drugi anðeo iziðe iz crkve vièuæi velikijem glasom onome što sjedi na oblaku: zamahni srpom svojijem i žnji, jer doðe vrijeme da se žnje, jer se osuši žito zemaljsko.
and another messenger came forth out of the temple crying in a great voice to Him who is sitting on the cloud, “Send forth Your sickle and reap, because the hour of reaping has come to You, because the harvest of the earth has been ripe”;
16 I onaj što sjeðaše na oblaku baci srp svoj na zemlju, i požnjevena bi zemlja.
and He who is sitting on the cloud put forth His sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
17 I drugi anðeo iziðe iz crkve što je na nebu, i imaše i on kosijer oštar.
And another messenger came forth out of the temple that [is] in Heaven, having—he also—a sharp sickle,
18 I drugi anðeo iziðe iz oltara, koji imaše oblast nad ognjem, i povika s velikom vikom onome koji imaše kosijer oštri, govoreæi: zamahni kosijerom svojijem oštrijem, i odreži grožðe vinograda zemaljskoga; jer veæ sazreše puca njegova.
and another messenger came forth out from the altar, having authority over the fire, and he called with a great cry to him having the sharp sickle, saying, “Send forth your sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth, because her grapes have come to perfection”;
19 I baci anðeo kosijer svoj na zemlju, i obra vinograd zemaljski, i metnu u kacu velikoga gnjeva Božijega.
and the messenger put forth his sickle to the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast [it] into the great winepress of the wrath of God;
20 I otoèi se kaca izvan grada, i iziðe krv iz kace tja do uzda konjma hiljadu i šest stotina potrkališta.
and the winepress was trodden outside of the city, and blood came forth out of the winepress—to the bridles of the horses, one thousand six hundred stadia.
