and there came out from the temple the seven angels that had the seven plagues, arrayed with linen, pure {\i and} bright, and girt about their breasts with golden girdles.
and in the midst of the candlesticks one like unto a son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about at the breasts with a golden girdle.
And I saw another sign in heaven, great and marvellous, seven angels having seven plagues, {\i which are} the last, for in them is finished the wrath of God.\par
And another angel came out from the temple, crying with a great voice to him that sat on the cloud, Send forth thy sickle, and reap: for the hour to reap is come; for the harvest of the earth is ripe.