Revelation 10
Berean Standard BibleTranslation
Berean Standard Bible
Coptic New Testament
1Then I saw another mighty angel coming down from heaven, wrapped in a cloud, with a rainbow above his head. His face was like the sun, and his legs were like pillars of fire.
1ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥϫⲟⲣ ⳿ⲉⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲧⲟⲓ ϩⲓⲱⲧϥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϯ⳿ⲓⲣⲓⲥ ⲉⲥⲭⲏ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲧⲉϥⲁⲫⲉ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲉϥϩⲟ ⲉϥⲟⲓ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲛⲉϥϭⲁⲗⲁⲩϫ ⲉⲩⲟⲓ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛϩⲁⲛ⳿ⲥⲧⲩⲗⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲭⲣⲱⲙ.
2He held in his hand a small scroll, which lay open. He placed his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land.
2ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩϫⲱⲙ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲏⲓ ϧⲉⲛ ⲧⲉϥϫⲓϫ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲭⲱ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥϭⲁⲗⲟϫ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩ⳿ⲓⲛⲁⲙ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲧⲉϥϫⲁϭⲏ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ.
3Then he cried out in a loud voice like the roar of a lion. And when he cried out, the seven thunders sounded their voices.
3ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲱϣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⲉϥϩⲉⲙϩⲉⲙ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲧⲁϥⲱϣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁ ϯⲍ̅ ⳿ⲛϧⲁⲣⲁⲃⲁⲓ ⲁⲩϯ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ.
4When the seven thunders had spoken, I was about to put it in writing. But I heard a voice from heaven saying, “Seal up what the seven thunders have said, and do not write it down.”
4ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩϫⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲍ̅ ⳿ⲛϧⲁⲣⲁⲃⲁⲓ ⲛⲁⲓⲛⲁ⳿ⲥϧⲏⲧⲟⲩ ⲟⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲉⲥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲏⲓ ϫⲉ ⲧⲟⲃⲟⲩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉⲣ⳿ⲥϧⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩⲥⲁϫⲓ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲍ̅ ⳿ⲛϧⲁⲣⲁⲃⲁⲓ.
5Then the angel I had seen standing on the sea and on the land lifted up his right hand to heaven.
5ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲉϥⲟϩⲓ ⳿ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲁϥⲥⲱⲟⲩⲧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥⲟⲩ⳿ⲓⲛⲁⲙ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲡϣⲱⲓ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ.
6And he swore by Him who lives forever and ever, who created heaven and everything in it, the earth and everything in it, and the sea and everything in it: “There will be no more delay!
6ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲱⲣⲕ ⳿ⲙⲫⲏⲉⲧⲟⲛϧ ϣⲁ ⲉⲛⲉϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲓⲉⲛⲉϩ ⲫⲏⲉⲧⲁϥⲥⲱⲛⲧ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲏⲉⲧϣⲟⲡ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ϫⲉ ⳿ⲛⲛⲉ ⳿ⲥⲛⲟⲩ ϣⲱⲡⲓ ϫⲉ.
7But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he is about to sound his trumpet, the mystery of God will be fulfilled, just as He proclaimed to His servants the prophets.”
7ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ϯ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲓⲙⲁϩⲍ̅ ⳿ⲛⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁϥϣⲁⲛⲉⲣⲥⲁⲗⲡⲓⲍⲓⲛ ⲁϥϫⲱⲕ ⲅⲁⲣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲡⲓⲙⲩⲥⲧⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲫϯ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲉⲧⲁϥϩⲓⲱⲓϣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲓⲧⲉⲛ ⲛⲉϥⲉⲃⲓⲁⲓⲕ ⲛⲓⲡⲣⲟⲫⲏⲧⲏⲥ.
8Then the voice that I had heard from heaven spoke to me again, saying, “Go, take the small scroll that lies open in the hand of the angel standing on the sea and on the land.”
8ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϯ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⲉⲧⲁⲓⲥⲟⲑⲙⲉⲥ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲛⲁⲥⲥⲁϫⲓ ⲛⲉⲙⲏⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲙⲁϣⲉ ⲛⲁⲕ ϭⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϫⲱⲙ ⲉⲑⲟⲩⲏⲛ ⲫⲏⲉⲧϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧϫⲓϫ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲫⲏⲉⲧⲟϩⲓ ⳿ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ.
9And I went to the angel and said, “Give me the small scroll.” “Take it and eat it,” he said. “It will make your stomach bitter, but in your mouth it will be as sweet as honey.”
9ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓϣⲉ ⲛⲏⲓ ϩⲁ ⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲡⲉϫⲏⲓ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲙⲁ ⲡⲓϫⲱⲙ ⲛⲏⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲏⲓ ϫⲉ ϭⲓⲧϥ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉϥ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲑⲣⲉ ⲧⲉⲕⲛⲉϫⲓ ⲉⲣϣⲁϣⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉϥ⳿ⲉϣⲱⲡⲓ ⲉϥϩⲟⲗϫ ϧⲉⲛ ⲣⲱⲕ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲃⲓⲱ.
10So I took the small scroll from the angel’s hand and ate it; and it was as sweet as honey in my mouth, but when I had eaten it, my stomach turned bitter.
10ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓϭⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϫⲱⲙ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧϫⲓϫ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲓ ⲉϥϩⲟⲗϫ ϧⲉⲛ ⲣⲱⲓ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩ⳿ⲉⲃⲓⲱ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲧⲁⲓⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ ⲁ ⲧⲁⲛⲉϫⲓ ⲉⲣϣⲁϣⲓ.
11And they told me, “You must prophesy again about many peoples and nations and tongues and kings.”
11ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲉϫⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲏⲓ ϫⲉ ϩⲱϯ ⳿ⲉⲣⲟⲕ ⲟⲛ ⲡⲉ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉⲕⲉⲣ⳿ⲡⲣⲟⲫⲏⲧⲉⲩⲓⲛ ⳿ⲉϫⲉⲛ ϩⲁⲛⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ϩⲁⲛ⳿ϣⲗⲟⲗ ⲛⲉⲙ ϩⲁⲛⲗⲁⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲟⲩⲙⲏϣ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩⲣⲟ
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