Revelation 10

1 I saw another mighty angel coming down out of the sky, clothed with a cloud. A rainbow was on his head. His face was like the sun, and his legs like pillars of fire.

ⲁ̅ⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲕⲉⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥϭⲙϭⲟⲙ ⲉϥⲛⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲡⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩⲕⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ϩⲓⲱϥ ⲉⲣⲉⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓⲛ ϩⲓϫⲛ ⲧⲉϥⲁⲡⲉ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉϥϩⲟ ⲟ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲏ ⲉⲣⲉⲛⲉϥⲟⲩⲉⲣⲏⲏⲧⲉ ⲟ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲥⲧⲩⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲕⲱϩⲧ

2 He had in his hand a little open scroll. He set his right foot on the sea, and his left on the land.

ⲃ̅ⲉⲩⲛ ⲟⲩϫⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲉϥⲡⲟⲣϣ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉϥϭⲓϫ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲕⲱ ⲛⲧⲉϥⲟⲩⲉⲣⲏⲏⲧⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲁⲙ ϩⲛ ⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉϥϩⲃⲟⲩⲣ ϩⲓ ⲡⲉⲕⲣⲟ

3 He shouted with a loud voice, as a lion roars. When he shouted, the seven thunders uttered their voices.

ⲅ̅ⲁϥⲁϣⲕⲁⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲟⲩⲛⲟϭ ⲛⲥⲙⲏ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲟⲩⲓ ⲉϥⲗϩⲏⲙ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉϥⲁϣⲕⲁⲕ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁⲩϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛϭⲓ ⲧⲥⲁϣϥⲉ ⲛϩⲣⲟⲩⲃⲃⲁⲓ ϩⲛ ⲛⲉⲩⲁⲥⲡⲉ

4 When the seven thunders sounded, I was about to write; but I heard a voice from the sky saying, "Seal up the things which the seven thunders said, and do not write them."

ⲇ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲟⲩϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛϭⲓ ⲧⲥⲁϣϥⲉ ⲛϩⲣⲟⲩⲃⲃⲁⲓ ϩⲛ ⲛⲉⲩⲁⲥⲡⲉ ⲁⲓⲉⲓ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲓⲛⲁⲥⲉϩ ⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁⲩϫⲟⲟⲩ ⲛϭⲓ ⲧⲥⲁϣϥⲉ ⲛϩⲣⲟⲩⲃⲃⲁⲓ ⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲩⲥⲙⲏ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲡⲉ ⲉⲥϫⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ϫⲉ ⲧⲱⲱⲃⲉ ⲉⲣⲛ ⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁⲩϫⲟⲟⲩ ⲛϭⲓ ⲛⲉϩⲣⲟⲩⲃⲃⲁⲓ ⲛⲅⲧⲙⲥⲁϩⲟⲩ

5 The angel whom I saw standing on the sea and on the land lifted up his right hand to the sky,

ⲉ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲧⲁⲓⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲉϥⲁϩⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲛ ⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲙⲛ ⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲁϥϥⲓ ⲛⲧⲉϥϭⲓϫ ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲁⲙ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲡⲉ

6 and swore by him who lives forever and ever, who created heaven and the things that are in it, the earth and the things that are in it, and the sea and the things that are in it, that there will no longer be delay, (aiōn g165)

ⲋ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϥⲱⲣⲕ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲟⲛϩ ϣⲁ ⲉⲛⲉϩ ⲛⲉⲛⲉϩ ϩⲁⲙⲏⲛ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲥⲱⲛⲧ ⲛⲧⲡⲉ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲛϩⲏⲧⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲛϩⲏⲧϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲛϩⲏⲧⲥ ϫⲉ ⲙⲛ ⲕⲉⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓϣ ϭⲉ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ (aiōn g165)

7 but in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he is about to sound, then the mystery of God is finished, as he declared to his servants, the prophets.

ⲍ̅ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ϩⲣⲁⲓ ϩⲛ ⲛⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲉⲥⲙⲏ ⲙⲡⲙⲉϩⲥⲁϣϥ ⲛⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲉϥϣⲁⲛⲛⲟⲩ ⲉⲥⲁⲗⲡⲓⲍⲉ ϥⲛⲁϫⲱⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛϭⲓ ⲡⲙⲩⲥⲧⲏⲣⲓⲟⲛ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϥⲉⲩⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲓⲍⲉ ⲛⲛⲉϥϩⲙϩⲁⲗ ⲙⲛ ⲛⲉⲡⲣⲟⲫⲏⲧⲏⲥ

8 The voice which I heard from heaven, again speaking with me, said, "Go, take the scroll which is open in the hand of the angel who stands on the sea and on the land."

ⲏ̅ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉⲥⲙⲏ ⲛⲧⲁⲓⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲉⲥϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲙⲙⲁⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧⲡⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲟⲛ ⲛⲁⲓ ϫⲉ ⲃⲱⲕ ⲛⲅϫⲓ ⲙⲡϫⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲉⲧⲡⲟⲣϣ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧϭⲓϫ ⲙⲡⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲁϩⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲓϫⲛ ⲑⲁⲗⲁⲥⲥⲁ ⲙⲛ ⲡⲉⲕⲣⲟ

9 I went to the angel, telling him to give me the little scroll. He said to me, "Take it, and eat it up. It will make your stomach bitter, but in your mouth it will be as sweet as honey."

ⲑ̅ⲁⲓⲃⲱⲕ ϣⲁ ⲡⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲡⲉϫⲁⲓ ⲛⲁϥ ϫⲉ ⲙⲁ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲙⲡϫⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲓ ϫⲉ ϫⲓⲧϥ ⲛⲅⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ϥⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉϥⲥⲁϣⲉ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲕ ⲁⲗⲗⲁ ϥⲛⲁϩⲗⲟϭ ϩⲛ ⲧⲉⲕⲧⲁⲡⲣⲟ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲃⲓⲱ

10 I took the little scroll out of the angel's hand, and ate it up. It was as sweet as honey in my mouth. When I had eaten it, my stomach was made bitter.

ⲓ̅ⲁⲓϫⲓ ⲙⲡϫⲱⲱⲙⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛ ⲧϭⲓϫ ⲙⲡⲁⲅⲅⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲁⲓⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉϥϩⲟⲗϭ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲑⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲃⲓⲱ ϩⲛ ⲧⲁⲧⲁⲡⲣⲟ ⲛⲧⲉⲣⲉⲓⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ ⲇⲉ ⲁϥⲥⲓϣⲉ ⲛϩⲏⲧ

11 They told me, "You must prophesy again about many peoples, nations, languages, and kings."

ⲓ̅ⲁ̅ⲡⲉϫⲁϥ ⲛⲁⲓ ϫⲉ ϩⲁⲡⲥ ⲟⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲕⲡⲣⲟⲫⲏⲧⲉⲩⲉ ⲉϫⲛ ⲛⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲙⲛ ⲛϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲙⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲁⲥⲡⲉ ⲙⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲣⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲉⲛⲁϣⲱⲟⲩ