The Angel and the Little Scroll
1 I saw another powerful angel come down from heaven. This one was covered with a cloud, and a rainbow was over his head. His face was like the sun, his legs were like columns of fire, 2 and with his hand he held a little scroll that had been unrolled. He stood there with his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land. 3 Then he shouted with a voice that sounded like a growling lion. Thunder roared seven times.
4 After the thunder stopped, I was about to write what it had said. But a voice from heaven shouted, “Keep it secret! Don't write these things.”
5 The angel I had seen standing on the sea and the land then held his right hand up toward heaven. 6 He made a promise in the name of God who lives forever and who created heaven, earth, the sea, and every living creature. The angel said, “You won't have to wait any longer. 7 God told his secret plans to his servants the prophets, and it will all happen by the time the seventh angel sounds his trumpet.”
8 Once again the voice from heaven spoke to me. It said, “Go and take the open scroll from the hand of the angel standing on the sea and the land.”
9 When I went over to ask the angel for the little scroll, the angel said, “Take the scroll and eat it! Your stomach will turn sour, but the taste in your mouth will be sweet as honey.” 10 I took the little scroll from the hand of the angel and ate it. The taste was sweet as honey, but my stomach turned sour.
11 Then some voices said, “Keep on telling what will happen to the people of many nations, races, and languages, and also to kings.”
1 Un es redzēju citu varenu eņģeli nonākam no debesīm; tas bija tērpts mākonī, un varavīksne bija virs viņa galvas; viņa vaigs bija kā saule un viņa kājas kā uguns stabi. 2 Viņa rokā bija maza atvērta grāmata. Viņš lika savu labo kāju uz jūru un kreiso uz zemi, 3 un viņš sauca stiprā balsī, kā kad lauva rūc; un, kad viņš sauca, tad septiņi pērkoni savām balsīm runāja. 4 Un, kad septiņi pērkoni bija runājuši, es to gribēju uzrakstīt; tad dzirdēju balsi no debesīm saucam: "Apzīmogo, ko tie septiņi pērkoni runājuši un neuzraksti to." 5 Un eņģelis, ko es redzēju stāvam uz jūras un uz zemes, pacēla savu labo roku pret debesīm 6 un zvērēja pie Tā, kas dzīvo mūžīgi mūžam, kas radījis debesis un visu, kas debesīs, zemi un visu, kas uz zemes, un jūru un visu, kas jūrā: 7 laika vairs nebūs, bet septītā eņģeļa vēstījuma dienās, kad tas sāks bazūni pūst, ir piepildīts Dieva noslēpums, kā Viņš to ir pasludinājis Saviem kalpiem praviešiem. 8 Un balss, ko es dzirdēju no debesīm, runāja atkal uz mani, sacīdama: "Ej, ņem atvērto grāmatu, kura ir rokā eņģelim, kas stāv uz jūras un zemes." 9 Un es gāju pie eņģeļa un prasīju viņam, lai tas man dod šo mazo grāmatu. Viņš man teica: "Ņem un apēd to, un tā būs rūgta tavās iekšās, bet salda kā medus tavā mutē." 10 Un es paņēmu grāmatiņu no eņģeļa rokas un apēdu to, un tā bija manā mutē salda kā medus; bet, kad to biju apēdis, tā manās iekšās bija rūgta. 11 Un uz mani saka: "Tev būs atkal pravietot par tautām un ciltīm, par valodām un daudziem ķēniņiem."
