Zvakazarurwa 10

1 Ipapo ndakaona mumwe mutumwa ane simba achiburuka kubva kudenga. Akanga akafukidzwa mugore, nomuraravungu pamusoro pake; chiso chake chakanga chakaita sezuva, uye makumbo ake akanga akaita sembiru dzomoto.

(I saw a mighty angel descending out of heaven, clothed with a cloud, and the rainbow on his head; his face was like the sun and his feet like pillars of fire;

2 Akanga akabata bhuku duku rakapetwa, rakanga rakazaruka muruoko rwake. Akaisa rutsoka rwake rworudyi pagungwa uye rworuboshwe rwakatsika panyika,

and he had a little book open in his hand. He placed his right foot on the sea and his left on the land,

3 uye akadanidzira nenzwi guru sokuomba kweshumba. Akati adanidzira, inzwi rokutinhira kunomwe rakataura.

and he cried out with a loud voice, just like a lion roars. And when he cried out, the seven thunders uttered their own voices.

4 Uye kutinhira kunomwe kwakati kwataura, ndakanga ndava kuda kunyora; asi ndakanzwa inzwi richibva kudenga richiti, “Namira zvarehwa nokutinhira kunomwe uye usazvinyora pasi.”

Now when the seven thunders spoke I was about to write, but I heard a voice out of heaven saying, “Seal up the things that the seven thunders said,” and “You write after these things.”

5 Ipapo mutumwa wandakanga ndaona amire pagungwa napanyika akasimudzira ruoko rwake rworudyi kudenga.

And the angel whom I saw standing on the sea and on the land raised his right hand to the heaven

6 Uye akapika naiye anogara nokusingaperi-peri, iye akasika matenga nezvose zviri maari, nyika nezvose zviri mairi, uye negungwa nezvose zviri mariri, akati, “Hapachazombovizve nokunonoka! (aiōn g165)

and swore by Him who lives forever and ever, who created the heaven and the things in it, and the earth and the things in it, and the sea and the things in it, that there would be no further delay, (aiōn g165)

7 Asi pamazuva ayo mutumwa wechinomwe paanenge oda kuridza hwamanda yake, chakavanzika chaMwari chichapedziswa, sezvaakazivisa varanda vake ivo vaprofita.”

but in the days of the blast of the seventh angel, whenever he should trumpet, the mystery of God which was announced to His slaves the prophets would be finished.

8 Ipapo inzwi randakanga ndanzwa richibva kudenga rakataurazve kwandiri richiti, “Enda, utore bhuku rakapetwa rakazarurwa muruoko rwomutumwa amire pagungwa napanyika.”

Now the voice that I heard out of heaven was speaking to me again and saying: “Go, take the little book that is open in the hand of the angel who is standing on the sea and on the land.”

9 Saka ndakaenda kumutumwa ndikamukumbira kuti andipe bhuku duku rakapetwa. Akati kwandiri, “Tora uridye. Richavavisa dumbu rako, asi mumuromo mako richatapira souchi.”

So I went to the angel and said to him, “Give me the little book,” and he says to me: “Take and eat it up; it will make your stomach bitter, but in your mouth it will be as sweet as honey.”

10 Ndakatora bhuku duku rakapetwa kubva muruoko rwomutumwa ndikaridya. Raitapira sokutapira kunoita uchi mumukanwa mangu, asi ndakati ndaridya, mudumbu mangu makavava.

So I took the little book out of the angel's hand and ate it up, and it was as sweet as honey in my mouth. But when I had eaten it my stomach was made bitter.

11 Ipapo ndakaudzwa kuti, “Unofanira kuprofitazve pamusoro pavanhu vazhinji, ndudzi, ndimi namadzimambo.”

And he said to me, “You must prophesy again over many peoples, even over ethnic nations and languages and kings.”