Swing the sickle because the harvest is ripe. Come and trample the grapes because the winepress is full; the wine vats overflow because the wickedness of the nations is extreme.
For this is what the Lord of Armies, the God of Israel, says: Daughter Babylon is like a threshing-floor at the time it is trampled. In just a little while her harvest time will come.
Another angel came out of the temple, crying out in a loud voice to the one who was seated on the cloud, ‘Use your sickle and reap, for the time to reap has come, since the harvest of the earth is ripe.’
The coastland will belong to the remnant of the house of Judah; they will find pasture there. They will lie down in the evening among the houses of Ashkelon, for the Lord their God will return to them and restore their fortunes.
As for you, my servant Jacob, do not be afraid – this is the Lord’s declaration – and do not be discouraged, Israel, for without fail I will save you out of a distant place, your descendants from the land of their captivity! Jacob will return and have calm and quiet with no one to frighten him.