Apocalipsis 10 — Tyndale | HonestApologist

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1 And I sawe another myghtye angell come doune from heven clothed with a cloude and the rayne bowe apon his heed. And hys face as it were the sunne and his fete as that were pyllars of fyre 2 and he had in his honde a lytell boke opyn: and he put his ryght fote apon the see and his lyfte fote on the erth. 3 And cryed with a lowde voyce as when a lyon roreth. And when he had cryed seven thondres spake their voyces. 4 And when the vii. thondres had spoken their voyces I was aboute to wryte. And I herde a voyce from heven sayinge vnto me seale vp thoo thynges which the vii. thondres spake and write them not. 5 And the angell which I sawe stonde apon the see and apon the erth lyfte vppe his honde to heven 6 and swore by him that liveth for ever more which created heven and the thynges that ther in are and the see and the thynges which therin are: that there shulde be no lenger tyme: 7 but in the dayes of the voyce of the seventh angell when he shall begyn to blowe: even the mistery of god shalbe fynisshed as he preached by his servauntes the prophetes. 8 And the voyce which I herde from heven spake vnto me agayne and sayde: goo and take the lytle boke which ys open in the honde of the angell which stondeth apon the see and apon the erth. 9 And I went vnto the angell and sayde to him: geve me the lytle boke and he sayd vnto me: take it and eate it vp and it shall make thy belly bytter but it shalbe in thy mouth as swete as hony. 10 and I toke the lytle boke out of his honde and ate it vp and it was in my mouth as swete as hony and as sone as I had eate it my belly was bytter. 11 And he sayde vnto me: thou muste prophesy agayne amonge the people and nacions and tonges and to many kynges.