Ϯ⳰ⲀⲠⲞⲔⲀⲖⲨⳘⲮⲒⲤ 14
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Coptic New Testament
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ ⲉϥⲟϩⲓ ⳿ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲥⲓⲱⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲣ̅ⲙ̅ⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛϣⲟ ⲉⲩⲭⲏ ⲛⲉⲙⲁϥ ⲉⲣⲉ ⲡⲉϥⲣⲁⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲫⲣⲁⲛ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉϥⲓⲱⲧ ⲉϥ⳿ⲥϧⲏⲟⲩⲧ ϩⲓ ⲧⲟⲩⲧⲉϩⲛⲓ.
1And I beheld, and lo a lamb stood upon mount Sion, and with him an hundred forty-four thousand, having his name, and the name of his Father, written on their foreheads.
2ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛϧⲁⲣⲁⲃⲁⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϯ⳿ⲥⲙⲏ ⲉⲧⲁⲓⲥⲟⲑⲙⲉⲥ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲫⲣⲏϯ ⳿ⲛϩⲁⲛⲣⲉϥⲉⲣⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ.
2And I heard a voice from heaven, as the noise of many waters, and as the voice of great thunder; and the voice which I heard, was as the voice of harpers, harping on their harps.
3ⲉⲩϩⲱⲥ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩϩⲱⲇⲏ ⳿ⲙⲃⲉⲣⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓ⳿ⲑⲣⲟⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛⲍⲱⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓ⳿ⲡⲣⲉⲥⲃⲩⲧⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ ⳿ϩⲗⲓ ϫⲉⲙϫⲟⲙ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲉⲙⲓ ⳿ⲉϯϩⲱⲇⲏ ⳿ⲉⲃⲏⲗ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓⲣ̅ⲙ̅ⲇ̅ ⳿ⲛϣⲟ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩϣⲟⲡⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
3And they sung as it were a new canticle, before the throne, and before the four living creatures, and the ancients; and no man could say the canticle, but those hundred forty-four thousand, who were purchased from the earth.
4ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲉ ⳿ⲙⲡⲟⲩⲑⲱⲗⲉⲃ ⳿ⲛⲛⲟⲩ⳿ϩⲃⲱⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲥϩⲓⲙⲓ ϩⲁⲛⲡⲁⲣⲑⲉⲛⲟⲥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲙⲟϣⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ ⳿ⲉⲡⲓⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲉϥⲛⲁϣⲉ ⲛⲁϥ ⳿ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲧⲁⲩϣⲟⲡⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲛⲓⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲛⲁⲡⲁⲣⲭⲏ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ.
4These are they who were not defiled with women: for they are virgins. These follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth. These were purchased from among men, the firstfruits to God and to the Lamb:
5ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲟⲩϫⲉⲙ ⳿ϩⲗⲓ ⳿ⲙⲙⲉⲑⲛⲟⲩϫ ϧⲉⲛ ⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲥⲉⲧⲟⲩⲃⲏⲟⲩⲧ ⲅⲁⲣ.
5And in their mouth there was found no lie; for they are without spot before the throne of God.
6ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥϩⲏⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲑⲙⲏϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲉⲩⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲓⲟⲛ ⳿ⲛⲉⲛⲉϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉϥϩⲓϣⲉⲛⲛⲟⲩϥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲛⲏⲉⲧϣⲟⲡ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ϣⲗⲟⲗ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲫⲩⲗⲏ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲗⲁⲥ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ.
6And I saw another angel flying through the midst of heaven, having the eternal gospel, to preach unto them that sit upon the earth, and over every nation, and tribe, and tongue, and people:
7ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ϫⲉ ⲁⲣⲓϩⲟϯ ϧⲁ⳿ⲧϩⲏ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲙⲁⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥϩⲁⲡ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲫⲏⲉⲧⲁϥⲑⲁⲙⲓ⳿ⲉ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲛⲉⲙ ⳿ⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓⲙⲱⲟⲩ.
7Saying with a loud voice: Fear the Lord, and give him honour, because the hour of his judgment is come; and adore ye him, that made heaven and earth, the sea, and the fountains of waters.
8ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁϩⲃ̅ ⲁϥⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱϥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥϩⲉⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲃⲁⲃⲩⲗⲱⲛ ϯⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲡⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲧⲉⲥⲡⲟⲣⲛⲓⲁ ⲁⲩϩⲉⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲛⲓⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ.
8And another angel followed, saying: That great Babylon is fallen, is fallen; which made all nations to drink of the wine of the wrath of her fornication.
9ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁϩⲅ̅ ⲁϥⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲫⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲑⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲧⲉϥϩⲩⲕⲱⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥⲧⲟⲃϥ ⳿ⲉⲧⲉϥⲧⲉϩⲛⲓ ⲓⲉ ⲧⲉϥϫⲓϫ.
9And the third angel followed them, saying with a loud voice: If any man shall adore the beast and his image, and receive his character in his forehead, or in his hand;
10⳿ⲛⲑⲟϥ ⲉⲑⲛⲁⲥⲱ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ ⲫⲏⲉⲧⲑⲏⲧ ⳿ⲛⲏⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲁⲕⲣⲁⲧⲟⲛ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲁⲫⲟⲧ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥϫⲱⲛⲧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲩ⳿ⲉⲉⲣⲃⲁⲥⲁⲛⲓⲍⲓⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩ ⳿ⲭⲣⲱⲙ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲟⲩⲑⲏⲛ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲛⲛⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲉ⳿ⲙⲑⲟ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϩⲓⲏⲃ.
10He also shall drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is mingled with pure wine in the cup of his wrath, and shall be tormented with fire and brimstone in the sight of the holy angels, and in the sight of the Lamb.
11ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲭⲣⲉⲙⲧⲥ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲟⲩ⳿ⲧϩⲉⲙⲕⲟ ⲉϥ⳿ⲉϣⲉ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲡϣⲱⲓ ϣⲁ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϫⲉ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲁⲩ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓ⳿ⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓⲉϫⲱⲣϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓⲑⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲧⲉϥϩⲩⲕⲱⲛ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲫⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁϭⲓ ⳿ⲙⲡⲓϣⲱⲗϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲡⲉϥⲣⲁⲛ.
11And the smoke of their torments shall ascend up for ever and ever: neither have they rest day nor night, who have adored the beast, and his image, and whoever receiveth the character of his name.
12ⲫⲏ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲑⲛⲁ⳿ⲁⲙⲟⲛⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲛⲓⲁⲅⲓⲟⲥ ⲛⲏⲉⲑⲛⲁ⳿ⲁⲣⲉϩ ⳿ⲉⲛⲓⲉⲛⲧⲟⲗⲏ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲫϯ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲡⲓⲛⲁϩϯ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ Ⲓⲏ̅ⲥ̅ Ⲡⲭ̅ⲥ̅.
12Here is the patience of the saints, who keep the commandments of God, and the faith of Jesus.
13ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲉⲙ ⳿ⲉⲕⲉⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲱⲟⲩ⳿ⲛⲓⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲛⲓⲣⲉϥⲙⲱⲟⲩⲧ ϧⲉⲛ Ⲡ⳪ ⲁⲩϣⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ϯⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲡⲓⲡ͞ⲛⲁ̅ ϩⲓⲛⲁ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲩ⳿ⲙⲧⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ⲓⲥϫⲉⲛ ϯⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲛⲟⲩϧⲓⲥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲟⲩ⳿ϩⲃⲏⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⲉⲩ⳿ⲉⲙⲟϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥϭⲓⲙⲱⲓⲧ ϧⲁϫⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉ⳿ϧⲣⲏⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩⲙⲓ ⳿ⲙⲙⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲱⲛϧ.
13And I heard a voice from heaven, saying to me: Write: Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord. From henceforth now, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labours; for their works follow them.
14ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲉⲥⲟⲩⲱⲃϣ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲡϣⲱⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲉϥϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲁⲓ ⲉϥⲟⲛⲓ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩϣⲏⲣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲭⲗⲟⲙ ⳿ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲃ ϩⲓϫⲱϥ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲥϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ϧⲉⲛ ⲧⲉϥϫⲓϫ.
14And I saw, and behold a white cloud; and upon the cloud one sitting like to the Son of man, having on his head a crown of gold, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
15ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲉⲣⲫⲉⲓ ⲉϥⲱϣ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⳿ⲙⲫⲏⲉⲧϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉⲕⲱⲥϧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲱⲥϧ ϫⲉ ⲁⲥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲱⲥϧ ⳿ⲙ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
15And another angel came out from the temple crying with a loud voice to him that sat upon the cloud: Thrust in thy sickle, and reap, because the hour is come to reap: for the harvest of the earth is ripe.
16ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲫⲏⲉⲧϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ϯϭⲏⲡⲓ ⲁϥⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲙⲡⲉϥⲱⲥϧ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲕⲁϩⲓ.
16And he that sat on the cloud thrust his sickle into the earth, and the earth was reaped.
17ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⳿ⲉⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⳿ⲧⲫⲉ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲥⲏϥⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉⲥϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ.
17And another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, he also having a sharp sickle.
18ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛ ⲡⲓⲙⲁ⳿ⲛⲉⲣϣⲱⲟⲩϣⲓ ⳿ⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲉⲣϣⲓϣⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲭⲣⲱⲙ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥⲙⲟⲩϯ ϧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϧⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⳿ⲉⲫⲏⲉⲧⲉ ϯⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲧϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲟⲧϥ ⲉϥϫⲱ ⳿ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲱⲣⲡ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉⲕⲥⲏϥⲓ ⲉⲧϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϭⲉⲗ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲥⲙⲁϩ ⳿ⲛⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ.
18And another angel came out from the altar, who had power over fire; and he cried with a loud voice to him that had the sharp sickle, saying: Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vineyard of the earth; because the grapes thereof are ripe.
19ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁ ⲡⲓⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ϩⲓⲟⲩ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉϥⲥⲏ ϥⲓ ⳿ⲉ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϭⲉⲗ ⲡⲓ⳿ⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϩⲓⲧϥ ⳿ⲉ⳿ϧⲣⲏⲓ ⳿ⲉϯⲛⲓϣϯ ⳿ⲛ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⳿ⲡⲉⲙⲃⲟⲛ ⳿ⲙⲫϯ.
19And the angel thrust in his sharp sickle into the earth, and gathered the vineyard of the earth, and cast it into the great press of the wrath of God:
20ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥϩⲱⲙⲓ ⳿ⲛϯ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ⲥⲁⲃⲟⲗ ⳿ⲛϯⲃⲁⲕⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁϥ⳿ⲓ ⳿ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⳿ⲛϫⲉ ⲟⲩ⳿ⲥⲛⲟϥ ϧⲉⲛ ϯ⳿ϩⲣⲱⲧ ϣⲁ ⲛⲓⲭⲁⲗⲓⲛⲟⲩⲥ ⳿ⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲓ⳿ϩⲑⲱⲣ ⳿ⲛⲟⲩϣⲟ ⲛⲉⲙ ⲭ̅ ⳿ⲛ⳿ⲥⲧⲁⲇⲓⲟⲛ
20And the press was trodden without the city, and blood came out of the press, up to the horses’ bridles, for a thousand and six hundred furlongs.
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