11 The smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever. They have no rest day and night, those who worship the beast and his image, and whoever receives the mark of his name.
12 Here is the patience of the saints, those who keep the commandments of God, and the faith of Jesus.'
13 I heard the voice from heaven saying, 'Write, 'Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.'' 'Yes,' says the Spirit, 'that they may rest from their labors; for their works follow with them.'
14 I looked, and behold, a white cloud; and on the cloud one sitting like a son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp sickle.
15 Another angel came out from the temple, crying with a loud voice to him who sat on the cloud, 'Send forth your sickle, and reap; for the hour to reap has come; for the harvest of the earth is ripe!'
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