Razodetje 14

1 In videl sem, in glej: jagnje stoječe na gori Sijonski in z njim sto štiri in štirideset tisočeri, imajoč ime očeta njegovega zapisano na čelih svojih.

And I looked, and lo, a lamb stood on the mount Sion, and with him a hundred [and] forty four thousand, having his Father's name written in their foreheads.

2 In slišal sem glas iz neba kakor glas mnogih vodâ, in kakor groma velikega glas; in glas sem slišal citralcev citrajočih na citre svoje.

And I heard a voice from heaven, as the voice of many waters, and as the voice of a great thunder: and I heard the voice of harpers harping with their harps:

3 In pojó kakor pesem novo pred prestolom, in pred četverimi živalmi in starejšinami; in nihče se ni mogel naučiti pesmi, razen sto štiri in štirideset tisočeri, odkupljeni od zemlje.

And they sung as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four beasts, and the elders: and no man could learn that song but the hundred [and] forty four thousand, who were redeemed from the earth.

4 Ti so, kateri se niso oskrunili se ženami; device so namreč. Ti so, ki hodijo za jagnjetom kamorkoli ide. Ti so bili odkupljeni od ljudî, prvina Bogu in jagnjetu;

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, [being] the first-fruits to God and to the Lamb.

5 In v ustih njihovih ni se našla zvijača; kajti brez madeža so pred prestolom Božjim.

And in their mouth was found no guile: for they are without fault before the throne of God.

6 In videl sem druzega angela letečega po sredi neba, imajočega evangelj večni oznanjati prebivalcem na zemlji, in vsem narodom in rodom in jezikom in ljudstvom; (aiōnios g166)

And I saw another angel fly in the midst of heaven, having the everlasting gospel to preach to them that dwell on the earth, and to every nation, and kindred, and language, and people, (aiōnios g166)

7 Govorečega z glasom velikim: Bojte se Boga, in dajte mu slavo, ker prišla je ura sodbe njegove; in molite njega, ki je naredil nebo in zemljo in morje in studence vodâ.

Saying with a loud voice, Fear God, and give glory to him; for the hour of his judgment is come: and worship him that made heaven, and earth, and the sea, and the fountains of waters.

8 In drug angelj je šel za njim, govoreč; Padel je, padel Babilon, mesto véliko, ker je z omotnim vinom kurbarije napojilo vse narode.

And there followed another angel, saying, Babylon is fallen, is fallen, that great city, because she made all nations drink of the wine of the wrath of her lewdness.

9 In tretji angelj pride za njima, govoreč z glasom velikim: Če kdo moli zver in podobo njeno, in vzame znamenje na čelo svoje, ali na roko svojo;

And the third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice, If any man worshipeth the beast and his image, and receiveth [his] mark in his forehead, or in his hand,

10 Bode tudi on pil od omotnega vina Božjega, katero je čisto mešano v čaši jeze njegove; in mučil se bode v ognji in žveplu pred svetimi angeli in pred jagnjetom.

The same shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is poured out without mixture into the cup of his indignation; and he shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the presence of the holy angels, and in the presence of the Lamb:

11 In njih mučenja dim vzhaja na vekov veke; in oddihljaja nimajo noč in dan, kateri molijo zver in podobo njeno; in če vzame kdo znamenje njenega imena. (aiōn g165)

And the smoke of their torment ascendeth up for ever and ever: and they have no rest day nor night, who worship the beast and his image, and whoever receiveth the mark of his name. (aiōn g165)

12 Tukaj je stanovitnost svetnikov; tukaj kateri hranijo zapovedi Božje in vero Jezusovo.

Here is the patience of the saints: here [are] they that keep the commandments of God, and the faith of Jesus.

13 In slišal sem glas z neba govoreč mi: Piši: Blagor mrtvim, kateri umrjó v Gospodu posedaj. Dà, pravi Duh, odpočijejo se naj od trudov svojih; dela pa njih gredó za njimi.

And I heard a voice from heaven, saying to me, Write, Blessed [are] the dead who die in the Lord from henceforth: Verily, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors; and their works follow them.

14 In videl sem, in glej: oblak bel, in na oblaku sedeč enak sinu človeškemu, imajoč na glavi svoji venec zlat, in v roki svoji oster srp.

And I looked, and behold, a white cloud, and upon the cloud [one] sat like the Son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle.

15 In drug angelj izide iz svetišča, vpijoč z glasom velikim sedečemu na oblaku; Pošlji srp svoj in žanji, kajti prišla ti je žetve ura, ker posušila se je žetev zemlje.

And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to him that sat on the cloud, Thrust in thy sickle, and reap: for the time is come for thee to reap; for the harvest of the earth is ripe.

16 In sedeči na oblaku vrže srp svoj na zemljo, in žela se je zemlja.

And he that sat on the cloud thrust in his sickle on the earth; and the earth was reaped.

17 In drug angelj izide iz svetišča na nebu, imajoč tudi on oster srp.

And another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, he also having a sharp sickle.

18 In drug angelj izide do oltarja, imajoč oblast nad ognjem, in zavpije z glasom velikim imajočemu srp ostri rekoč: Pošlji srp svoj ostri in odreži grozdje trte zemeljske; kajti dozorele so jagode njene.

And another angel came out from the altar, who had power over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe.

19 In angelj vrže srp svoj na zemljo, in obrezaval je trto zemeljsko, in metal v tlačilnico véliko jeze Božje.

And the angel 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.

20 In tlačila se je tlačilnica zunaj mesta, in izšla je kri iz tlačilnice noter do vajetov kónj, tisoč šest sto stadij daleč.

And the wine-press was trodden without the city, and blood came out of the wine-press, even to the horses' bridles, by the space of a thousand [and] six hundred furlongs.