The Angel and the Little Scroll
1 Then I saw another mighty angel coming down out of heaven. He was wrapped in a cloud and had a rainbow around his head; his face was like the sun, and his legs were like columns of fire. 2 He had a small scroll open in his hand. He put his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land, 3 and called out in a loud voice that sounded like the roar of lions. After he had called out, the seven thunders answered with a roar. 4 As soon as they spoke, I was about to write. But I heard a voice speak from heaven, “Keep secret what the seven thunders have said; do not write it down!”
5 Then the angel that I saw standing on the sea and on the land raised his right hand to heaven 6 and took a vow in the name of God, who lives forever and ever, who created heaven, earth, and the sea, and everything in them. The angel said, “There will be no more delay! 7 But when the seventh angel blows his trumpet, then God will accomplish his secret plan, as he announced to his servants, the prophets.”
8 Then the voice that I had heard speaking from heaven spoke to me again, saying, “Go and take the open scroll which is in the hand of the angel standing on the sea and on the land.”
9 I went to the angel and asked him to give me the little scroll. He said to me, “Take it and eat it; it will turn sour in your stomach, but in your mouth it will be sweet as honey.”
10 I took the little scroll from his hand and ate it, and it tasted sweet as honey in my mouth. But after I swallowed it, it turned sour in my stomach. 11 Then I was told, “Once again you must proclaim God's message about many nations, races, languages, and kings.”
Eņģelis ar mazo grāmatiņu
1 Un es ieraudzīju citu varenu eņģeli nokāpjam no debesīm, tērptu mākonī kā apmetnī, un virs viņa galvas bija varavīksne, un viņa vaigs mirdzēja kā saule, un viņa kājas bija kā uguns stabi. 2 Viņa rokā bija atritināts rakstu rulli, un savu labo kāju viņš lika uz jūru, bet kreiso kāju – uz zemi. 3 Un viņš iesaucās varenā balsī, kā lauva rēc, un, kad viņš bija iesaucies, septiņi pērkoni sāka runāt savās balsīs. 4 Kad ierunājās septiņi pērkoni, es gribēju rakstīt, bet dzirdēju balsi no debesīm sakām: aizzīmogo, ko runāja septiņi pērkoni, un nepieraksti to. 5 Un eņģelis, ko es ieraudzīju stāvam uz jūras un uz zemes, pacēla savu labo roku uz debesīm 6 un zvērēja tam, kas ir dzīvs mūžu mūžos, kas radījis debesis un visu, kas tajā, zemi un visu, kas uz tās, un jūru un visu, kas tajā: laika vairs nebūs! 7 Bet tajās dienās, kad skanēs septītā eņģeļa balss, kad atskanēs viņa taure, tad Dieva noslēpums būs piepildīts, kā viņš šo prieka vēsti bija pasludinājis saviem kalpiem, praviešiem. 8 Un balss, ko dzirdēju no debesīm, runāja atkal ar mani un sacīja: ej un paņem atritināto rakstu rulli no tā eņģeļa rokas, kas stāv uz jūras un zemes. 9 Aizgājis pie eņģeļa, es teicu, lai viņš man atdod rakstu rulli. Un viņš man saka: “Ņem un to apēd, un tas radīs rūgtumu tavās iekšās, bet tavā mutē tas būs salds kā medus.” 10 Es paņēmu rakstu rulli no eņģeļa rokas, ēdu to, un manā mutē tas tapa salds kā medus; kad es to apēdu, manās iekšās tapa rūgts. 11 Un tad man sacīja: “Tev vēlreiz vajag pravietot par ļaudīm un tautām, un valodām, un daudziem ķēniņiem.”
