I looked, & there before me was a white cloud, & seated on the cloud was one “like a son of man” with a crown of gold on his head & a sharp sickle in his hand. Then another angel came out of the temple & called in a loud voice to him who was sitting on the cloud, “Take your sickle & reap, because the time to reap has come, for the harvest of the earth is ripe.” So he who was seated on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, & the earth was harvested.
Another angel came out of the temple in heaven, & he too had a sharp sickle. Still another angel, who had charge of the fire, came from the altar & called in a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle, “Take your sharp sickle & gather the clusters of grapes from the earth’s vine, because its grapes are ripe.” The angel swung his sickle on the earth, gathered its grapes & threw them into the great winepress of God’s wrath. They were trampled in the winepress outside the city, & blood flowed out of the press, rising as high as the horses’ bridles for a distance of 1,600 stadia.
Revelation 14:14-20
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