1And I saw another mighty angel come down from heaven, clothed with a cloud: and a rainbow was upon his head, and his face was as it were the sun, and his feet as pillars of fire: 2And he had in his hand a little book open: and he set his right foot upon the sea, and his left foot on the earth, 3And cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roareth: and when he had cried, seven thunders uttered their voices. 4And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Seal up those things which the seven thunders uttered, and write them not. 5And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, 6And sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer: 7But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, the mystery of God should be finished, as he hath declared to his servants the prophets. 8And the voice which I heard from heaven spake unto me again, and said, Go and take the little book which is open in the hand of the angel which standeth upon the sea and upon the earth. 9And I went unto the angel, and said unto him, Give me the little book. And he said unto me, Take it, and eat it up; and it shall make thy belly bitter, but it shall be in thy mouth sweet as honey. 10And I took the little book out of the angel’s hand, and ate it up; and it was in my mouth sweet as honey: and as soon as I had eaten it, my belly was bitter. 11And he said unto me, Thou must prophesy again before many peoples, and nations, and tongues, and kings.
Den mægtige engel med den lille bogrulle
1Jeg så en mægtig engel komme ned fra Himlen. Han var omgivet af en sky og havde en regnbue omkring hovedet. Hans ansigt skinnede som solen, og hans ben lyste som to ildsøjler. 2Han havde en lille, åben bogrulle i hånden, og han satte sin højre fod på havet og den venstre på landjorden. 3Han udstødte et råb som en løves brøl, og de syv tordener svarede ham. 4Da jeg skulle til at skrive ned, hvad de havde sagt, råbte en stemme fra Himlen: „Det, de syv tordener sagde, er hemmeligt. Skriv ikke noget om det!”
5-6Den mægtige engel, som stod med det ene ben på havet og det andet på landjorden, løftede højre hånd mod himlen og svor ved ham, der lever i al evighed, og som skabte himlen og alt, hvad der findes i den, og jorden og alt, hvad den rummer, og havet og alt, hvad der er i det. „Nu er tiden udløbet!” råbte han. 7„Når den syvende engel blæser i sin trompet, bliver den sidste del af Guds hemmelige plan ført ud i livet, den plan, som han har forkyndt for sine tjenere, profeterne.”
8Så talte stemmen fra Himlen igen til mig: „Gå hen til den mægtige engel, der står på havet og landjorden, og tag imod den lille, åbne bogrulle, han har i hånden.” 9Jeg gik hen til englen og bad ham om at give mig den lille bogrulle. „Ja, tag den og spis den,” sagde han. „Den vil smage som sød honning i din mund, men når du har spist den, vil den give dig store smerter i maven.”
10Jeg tog så den lille bogrulle fra englens hånd og spiste den. Den var sød som honning i min mund, men den gav mig store smerter i maven. 11Så sagde stemmen: „Der er stadig mere, du skal profetere om mange folkeslag, sproggrupper og magthavere.”
