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.
Maniyere il mereero hamb S'iyon gurats b́ need'efere t bek'i, bíntonuwere b́ shútsonat b́ nihi shúútson bo barats guut'ets habe awd bal kúm ashuwots fa'ane bo teshi,
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.
daratsere een aats k'aarok'onat een wotts guumok'o ayidek't een wotts k'aaro t shishi, t shishits k'aaronwere Begena eteets t'imbok'o bo t'imbor b́ shishiru k'arok'owiye bí ari.
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.
Naashi jooronat awd s'ootswots, eenashwots shinatsnowere bale habe awd kum ashuwots Ik'i dub handro boduubi, duubanowere datsatse aani keewdek'ets bale habe awd kum ashuwotsiyere okoon konworu danosh falratse.
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.
Bowere dngili bowottsotse máátsonton k'eet kiimatsne, mereero b́ sha'iru jamok b́ shuutso bo sha'iri. Bo Ik'onat mererosh k'aab shuwwots wotat t'ints ash naarotsere aaniy kewdek'etswotsiye.
5 In their mouth was found no lie, for they are blameless.
Bowere kooti keewo keewrakne, ik keewono boatse daatseratse.
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)
Haniyere okoon datsatse beyiru ash ashosh, ik naaro, k'osh k'osh noon keewon keewiru k'osh k'osh jir jamwotssh daniyosh dure dúri doo shishiyo detsts k'osh melakiyo dari taalotse b́ biidfere t bek'i. (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!”
Een k'ááronoere «Ik'o sharere, mangiwere b́ angshi sa'ato bodre, daronat datson aats k'aaronat aats t'úp'o aztso Izar Izewersh sagadoore!» b́ eti.
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.”
K'osh gitl melakiyonúwere «Mashiyit woyiniyon dutsets b widi biro ash jamosh ishitu ekeew Babilon eenu dihirane! dihirane!» ett gitl melakiyo shutsatse b́ weyiri.
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,
Kosh keezl melakiyo hank'o ett boshutso shoydek't b́weyiri, «S'ootsonat bí armansh sagadirwots, b́ milkto bo barats wee bokishats gedet jamwots,
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.
Ik' fayi woyiniyon dútsets biro úshetúúne, weyiniyon dutsets bironowere b́ dutseraniyere b́ fayi wanc'ots tepeke, mank'o b́ S'ayin melakiwots shinatsnat mereero shinatse tawonat diniyon kúúnetune.
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)
Boon kic'iru tawumanitse keshiru s'úwo dúre dúrosh b́ borfetsosh dambaan b́ kesheti, s'ootsonat bí ar mansh sagadts b́ shúútsi mlikt manowere geddek'ts jamwots t'úwe aawon kashde'atsne.» (aiōn g165)
12 Here is the perseverance of the saints, those who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus.”
Ik' tzaziyo kotirwotsnat Iyesusi amanon kup'ts S'ayinwotsatse kotet k'amo hanaatsnee.
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.”
Daaratse hank'o etiru k'ááro tshishi, han guut'e, «Haniyere okoon doonzo Iyesusk wotar k'irituwots derekne!» S'ayin shayironúwere «Ee! bo angi maawatse kashbodeketwok'o bo fino shoydee'er weetwe» b́ eti.
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.
Haniyere il t s'iili, etnuwere nas' dawuno tbek'i, dawunmanotsatsnowere ash na'a artso beebdek'i, b́ tokatsowere awntsi akliliya eteetso jip'dek're, b́ kishatsnowere shash maac'ro detsdek're,
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!”
K'osh melakiyonwere Ik' mootse kesht dawunatse beyiru mansh een k'ááron «N maac'ro de'er mááyo k'ec'ee! maay k'es'i sa'atonuwere t'inre!»
16 He who sat on the cloud thrust his sickle on the earth, and the earth was reaped.
Dawunatse beyiruwonwere maac'iro datso maants b́ deyiyi, datsunwere b́ k'es'eyi.
17 Another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven. He also had a sharp sickle.
K'osh melakiyonu daratsi Ik' mootse b́ keshi, bíwere maac'ri shasho detsfe b́ teshi.
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!”
Tawatsnowere alo detsts k'osh melakiyo wosh t'intseyirwi ganoke kesht shash maac'ir detsts melakiyosh «Zúkud'ts shuwwots bokatstsotse shash maac'r man deyiwe! woyini zúkud' jamwotsi datsatsi woyiniyatse k'ut'de'er ko'iyuwe!» ett een k'aaron b́ kuhi.
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.
Melakiyonúwere maac'iro datso maants b́ deyiyi datsatsi woyini zúkud'ono b́ k'ut'i, een wotts Ik' fayo fis'eetwotso b́ juwi.
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.
Kitoniyere úratse fa'a woyini fis'eyirwotso fis'eyi, fis'eyirumaniyere Farshi lúgamok b́ borfetsosh dambaan een wotts keez bal kilo metrok'o wotit s'atso kesht b́ kuud'i.
