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Revelation 10

Commentary from 10 fathers

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1

AND 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:

Καὶ εἶδον ἄλλον ἄγγελον ἰσχυρὸν καταβαίνοντα ἐκ τοῦ οὐρανοῦ, περιβεβλημένον νεφέλην, καὶ ἡ ἶρις ἐπὶ τῆς κεφαλῆς αὐτοῦ, καὶ τὸ πρόσωπον αὐτοῦ ὡς ὁ ἥλιος, καὶ οἱ πόδες αὐτοῦ ὡς στῦλοι πυρός,

И҆ ви́дѣхъ и҆́наго а҆́гг҃ла крѣ́пка сходѧ́ща съ нб҃сѐ, ѡ҆болче́на во ѡ҆́блакъ, и҆ дꙋга̀ над̾ главо́ю (є҆гѡ̀), и҆ лицѐ є҆гѡ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ со́лнце, и҆ но́зѣ є҆гѡ̀ ꙗ҆́кѡ столпѝ ѻ҆́гнени,

2

And 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,

καὶ ἔχων ἐν τῇ χειρὶ αὐτοῦ βιβλίον ἀνεῳγμένον. καὶ ἔθηκε τὸν πόδα αὐτοῦ τὸν δεξιὸν ἐπὶ τῆς θαλάσσης, τὸν δὲ εὐώνυμον ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς,

и҆ и҆мѣ́ѧше въ рꙋцѣ̀ свое́й кни́гꙋ разгибе́нꙋ: и҆ поста́ви но́гꙋ свою̀ деснꙋ́ю на мо́ри, а҆ шꙋ́юю на землѝ,

3

And cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roareth: and when he had cried, seven thunders uttered their voices.

καὶ ἔκραξε φωνῇ μεγάλῃ ὥσπερ λέων μυκᾶται. καὶ ὅτε ἔκραξεν, ἐλάλησαν αἱ ἑπτὰ βρονταὶ τὰς ἑαυτῶν φωνάς.

и҆ возопѝ гла́сомъ вели́кимъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ ле́въ рыка́ѧ: и҆ є҆гда̀ возгласѝ, глаго́лаша се́дмь громѡ́въ гла́сы своѧ̑.

4

And 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.

Καὶ ὅτε ἐλάλησαν αἱ ἑπτὰ βρονταί, ἔμελλον γράφειν· καὶ ἤκουσα φωνὴν ἐκ τοῦ οὐρανοῦ λέγουσαν· σφράγισον ἃ ἐλάλησαν αἱ ἑπτὰ βρονταί, καὶ μὴ αὐτὰ γράψῃς.

И҆ є҆гда̀ возгласи́ша {глаго́лаша} се́дмь громѡ́въ гла́сы своѧ̑, хотѣ́хъ писа́ти: и҆ слы́шахъ гла́съ съ нб҃сѐ гл҃ющь мѝ: запечатлѣ́й, ꙗ҆̀же глаго́лаша се́дмь громѡ́въ, и҆ сегѡ̀ не пишѝ.

5

And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven,

Καὶ ὁ ἄγγελος, ὃν εἶδον ἑστῶτα ἐπὶ τῆς θαλάσσης καὶ ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς, ἦρε τὴν χεῖρα αὐτοῦ τὴν δεξιὰν εἰς τὸν οὐρανὸν

И҆ а҆́гг҃лъ, є҆го́же ви́дѣхъ стоѧ́ща на мо́ри и҆ на землѝ, воздви́же рꙋ́кꙋ свою̀ на не́бо

6

And 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:

καὶ ὤμοσεν ἐν τῷ ζῶντι εἰς τοὺς αἰῶνας τῶν αἰώνων, ὃς ἔκτισε τὸν οὐρανὸν καὶ τὰ ἐν αὐτῷ καὶ τὴν γῆν καὶ τὰ ἐν αὐτῇ καὶ τὴν θάλασσαν καὶ τὰ ἐν αὐτῇ, ὅτι χρόνος οὐκέτι ἔσται,

и҆ клѧ́тсѧ живꙋ́щимъ во вѣ́ки вѣкѡ́въ, и҆́же созда̀ не́бо и҆ ꙗ҆̀же на не́мъ, и҆ зе́млю и҆ ꙗ҆̀же на не́й, и҆ мо́ре и҆ ꙗ҆̀же въ не́мъ, ꙗ҆́кѡ лѣ́та ᲂу҆жѐ не бꙋ́детъ:

7

But 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.

ἀλλ᾿ ἐν ταῖς ἡμέραις τῆς φωνῆς τοῦ ἑβδόμου ἀγγέλου, ὅταν μέλλῃ σαλπίζειν, καὶ ἐτελέσθη τὸ μυστήριον τοῦ Θεοῦ, ὡς εὐηγγέλισε τοὺς δούλους αὐτοῦ τοὺς προφήτας.

но во дни̑ гла́са седма́гѡ а҆́гг҃ла, є҆гда̀ и҆́мать вострꙋби́ти, тогда̀ сконча́етсѧ та́йна бж҃їѧ, ꙗ҆́коже бл҃говѣстѝ свои́ми рабы̑ прⷪ҇рѡ́ки.

8

And 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.

Καὶ ἡ φωνὴ ἣν ἤκουσα ἐκ τοῦ οὐρανοῦ, πάλιν λαλοῦσα μετ᾿ ἐμοῦ καὶ λέγουσα· ὕπαγε λάβε τὸ βιβλιδάριον τὸ ἀνεῳγμένον ἐν τῇ χειρὶ τοῦ ἀγγέλου τοῦ ἑστῶτος ἐπὶ τῆς θαλάσσης καὶ ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς.

И҆ гла́съ є҆гѡ̀ слы́шахъ съ небесѐ па́ки гл҃ющь со мно́ю, и҆ гл҃а: и҆дѝ и҆ прїимѝ кни́жицꙋ разгнꙋ́тꙋю въ рꙋцѣ̀ а҆́гг҃ла стоѧ́щагѡ на мо́ри и҆ на землѝ.

9

And 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.

καὶ ἀπῆλθα πρὸς τὸν ἄγγελον, λέγων αὐτῷ δοῦναί μοι τὸ βιβλιδάριον. καὶ λέγει μοι· λάβε καὶ κατάφαγε αὐτό, καὶ πικρανεῖ σου τὴν κοιλίαν, ἀλλ᾿ ἐν τῷ στόματί σου ἔσται γλυκὺ ὡς μέλι.

И҆ и҆до́хъ ко а҆́гг҃лꙋ, глаго́лѧ є҆мꙋ̀: да́ждь мѝ кни́жицꙋ. И҆ речѐ мѝ: прїимѝ и҆ снѣ́ждь ю҆̀: и҆ горька̀ бꙋ́детъ во чре́вѣ твое́мъ, но во ᲂу҆стѣ́хъ тѝ сладка̀ бꙋ́детъ ꙗ҆́кѡ ме́дъ.

10

And 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.

καὶ ἔλαβον τὸ βιβλίον ἐκ τῆς χειρὸς τοῦ ἀγγέλου καὶ κατέφαγον αὐτό, καὶ ἦν ἐν τῷ στόματί μου ὡς μέλι γλυκύ· καὶ ὅτε ἔφαγον αὐτό, ἐπικράνθη ἡ κοιλία μου.

И҆ прїѧ́хъ кни́гꙋ ѿ рꙋкѝ а҆́гг҃ла и҆ снѣдо́хъ ю҆̀: и҆ бѣ̀ во ᲂу҆стѣ́хъ мои́хъ ꙗ҆́кѡ ме́дъ сладка̀: и҆ є҆гда̀ снѣдо́хъ ю҆̀, горька̀ бѧ́ше во чре́вѣ мое́мъ.

11

And he said unto me, Thou must prophesy again before many peoples, and nations, and tongues, and kings.

καὶ λέγουσί μοι· δεῖ σε πάλιν προφητεῦσαι ἐπὶ λαοῖς καὶ ἔθνεσι καὶ γλώσσαις καὶ βασιλεῦσι πολλοῖς.

И҆ речѐ мѝ: подоба́етъ тѝ па́ки прⷪ҇ро́чествовати въ лю́дехъ и҆ во племенѣ́хъ, и҆ во ꙗ҆зы́цѣхъ и҆ въ царе́хъ мно́зѣхъ.