Revelation 14
1 I saw, and behold, the Lamb standing on Mount Zion, and with him a number, one hundred forty-four thousand, having his name and the name of his Father written on their foreheads.
Orduan beha neçan, eta huná, Bildotsa cegoen Siongo mendi gainean, eta harequin ehun eta berroguey eta laur milla, çutela haren Aitaren icena scribatua bere belarretan.
2 I heard a sound from heaven like the sound of many waters and like the sound of a great thunder. The sound which I heard was like that of harpists playing on their harps.
Eta ençun neçan vozbat cerutic vr handién hotsa beçala, eta igorciri handi baten hotsa beçala: eta ençun neçan bere guitarrac ioiten cituzten guittarrarién soinubat:
3 They sing a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No one could learn the song except the one hundred forty-four thousand, those who had been redeemed out of the earth.
Eta cantatzen çuten quasi cantu berribat throno aitzinean, eta laur animalén, eta Ancianoén aitzinean: eta nehorc ecin ikas ceçaqueen cantua ehun eta berroguey eta laur milléc baicen, cein baitirade lurretic erossiac:
4 These are those who were not defiled with women, for they are virgins. These are those who follow the Lamb wherever he goes. These were redeemed by Jesus from among men, the first fruits to God and to the Lamb.
Hauc dirade emaztequin satsutu eztiradenac: ecen virgina dirade: hauc dirade Bildotsari darreitzanac norat-ere ioan baitadi: hauc dirade guiçonén artetic erossiac, primitia Iaincoari eta Bildotsari sanctificatuac.
5 In their mouth was found no lie, for they are blameless.
Eta hayén ahoan ezta eriden enganioric: ecen macula gabe dirade Iaincoaren throno aitzinean.
6 I saw an angel flying in mid heaven, having an eternal Good News to proclaim to those who dwell on the earth—to every nation, tribe, language, and people. (aiōnios g166)
Guero ikus neçan berce Ainguerubat ceruären arteaz hegaldatzen cela, Euangelio eternala çuela, euangeliza liecençat lurreco habitantey, eta natione, eta leinu, eta mihi, eta populu guciari: (aiōnios g166)
7 He said with a loud voice, “Fear the Lord, and give him glory, for the hour of his judgment has come. Worship him who made the heaven, the earth, the sea, and the springs of waters!”
Cioela ocengui, Çareten beldur Iaincoaren, eta hari gloria emoçue: ecen ethorri da haren iugemenduaren ordua: eta adora eçaçue ceruä eta lurra eta itsassoa eta vr ithurriac eguin dituena.
8 Another, a second angel, followed, saying, “Babylon the great has fallen, which has made all the nations to drink of the wine of the wrath of her sexual immorality.”
Eta berce Ainguerubat iarreiqui cequión, cioela, Erori da erori Babylon, ciuitate handi hura, ceren bere paillardiçaren hirataco mahatsarnoaz natione guciac edaran vkan baititu.
9 Another angel, a third, followed them, saying with a great voice, “If anyone worships the beast and his image, and receives a mark on his forehead or on his hand,
Eta heren Aingueruä iarreiqui cequién, cioela ocengui, Baldin nehorc adora badeça bestiá eta haren imaginá, eta har badeça haren merçá bere belarrean edo bere escuan,
10 he also will drink of the wine of the wrath of God, which is prepared unmixed in the cup of his anger. He will be tormented with fire and sulfur in the presence of the holy angels and in the presence of the Lamb.
Harc-ere edanen du Iaincoaren hiraco mahatsarnotic, bay, mahatsarno pur haren hiraco copara hustutic: eta tormentaturen da suz eta suphrez Aingueru sainduén aitzinean eta Bildotsaren aitzinean.
11 The smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever. They have no rest day and night, those who worship the beast and his image, and whoever receives the mark of his name. (aiōn g165)
Eta hayén tormentaco kea altchaturen da secula seculacotz: eta eztute vkanen paussuric ez egun ez gau adoratzen dutenéc bestiá eta haren imaginá, eta baldin nehorc har badeça haren icenaren mercá. (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the perseverance of the saints, those who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus.”
Hemen da sainduén patientiá: hemen dirade Iaincoaren manamenduac eta Iesusen fedea beguiratzen dituztenac.
13 I heard a voice from heaven saying, “Write, ‘Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.’” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “that they may rest from their labors, for their works follow with them.”
Orduan ençun neçan vozbat cerutic, ciostala, Scriba eçac, Dohatsu dirade Iaunean hiltzen diraden hilac hemendic harat. Bay, dio Spirituác: ecen reposatzen dirade bere nequetaric, eta bere obrác iarreiquiten çaizté.
14 I looked, and saw a white cloud, and on the cloud one sitting like a son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
Eta beha neçan, eta huná hodey churibat: eta hodey gainean norbeit cegoen iarriric guiçona irudi çuenic, çuela bere buru gainean vrrhezco coroabat, eta bere escuan iguitey çorrotzbat.
15 Another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to him who sat on the cloud, “Send your sickle and reap, for the hour to reap has come; for the harvest of the earth is ripe!”
Eta berce Ainguerubat ilki cedin templetic, oihuz çayola ocengui, hodey gainean iarriric cegoenari, Eçarrac eure iguiteya, eta vztá errequeita eçac: ecen ethorri çaic errequeitatzeco ordua: ecen lurreco vztá çorhitu duc.
16 He who sat on the cloud thrust his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Orduan eçar ceçan hodey gainean iarriric cegoenac, bere iguiteya lurrera: eta errequeita cedin lurra.
17 Another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven. He also had a sharp sickle.
Eta berce Ainguerubat ilki cedin ceruco templetic, çuela harc-ere iguitey çorrotzbat.
18 Another angel came out from the altar, he who has power over fire, and he called with a great voice to him who had the sharp sickle, saying, “Send your sharp sickle and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth, for the earth’s grapes are fully ripe!”
Eta berce Ainguerubat ilki cedin aldaretic, çuela bothere suaren gainean, eta ocengui oihu eguin cieçón iguitey çorrotza çuenari, cioela, Eçarrac eure iguitey çorrotza, eta mendemaitzac lurreco mahastico mulkoac: ecen hartango mahatsac onthu dituc.
19 The angel thrust his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vintage of the earth and threw it into the great wine press of the wrath of God.
Eta eçar ceçan Aingueruäc bere iguitey çorrotza lurrera, eta mendema ceçan lurreco mahastia, eta igor ceçan Iaincoaren hiraren laco handira.
20 The wine press was trodden outside of the city, and blood came out of the wine press, up to the bridles of the horses, as far as one thousand six hundred stadia.
Eta lacoa aurizqui cedin Ciuitatetic campoan: eta ilki cedin odol lacotic çamarién bridetarano, milla eta sey ehun estadiotan.
