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Joel 3:13 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

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.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Put ye in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe: come, get you down; for the press is full, the fats overflow; for their wickedness is great.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Put in the sickle, for the [vintage] harvest is ripe; come, get down and tread the grapes, for the winepress is full; the vats overflow, for the wickedness [of the peoples] is great. [Mark 4:29; Rev. 14:15, 18-20.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

Put ye in the sickle; for the harvest is ripe: come, tread ye; for the winepress is full, the vats overflow; for their wickedness is great.

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Common English Bible

Cut with the sickle, for the harvest is ripe. Go and crush grapes, for the winepress is full. The jars overflow with wine, for their wickedness is great.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Send forth the sickles, because the harvest has matured. Advance and descend, for the press is full, the pressing room is overflowing. For their malice has been increasing.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Put ye in the sickles, for the harvest is ripe: come and go down, for the press is full, the fats run over: for their wickedness is multiplied.

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Joel 3:13
14 Tagairtí Cros  

(Now the men of Sodom were evil, sinning immensely  against the Lord.)


In the fourth generation they will return here, for the iniquity of the Amorites has not yet reached its full measure.’  ,


Then the Lord said, ‘The outcry against Sodom and Gomorrah is immense, and their sin is extremely serious.


It will be as if a reaper had gathered standing corn – his arm harvesting the ears of corn – and as if one had gleaned ears of corn in Rephaim Valley.


I trampled the winepress alone, and no one from the nations was with me. I trampled them in my anger and ground them underfoot in my fury; their blood spattered my garments, and all my clothes were stained.


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.


The Lord has rejected all the mighty men within me. He has summoned an army  against me to crush my young warriors. The Lord has trampled Virgin Daughter Judah like grapes in a winepress.


A harvest is also appointed for you, Judah. When I restore the fortunes of my people,


and the enemy who sowed them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the harvesters are angels.


As soon as the crop is ready, he sends for the sickle,   because the harvest   has come.’


‘You are to count seven weeks, counting the weeks from the time the sickle is first put to the standing corn.


Then I looked, and there was a white cloud, and one like the Son of Man  , was seated on the cloud, with a golden crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand.


A sharp  sword  came from his mouth, so that he might strike the nations with it.  He will rule  them with an iron rod.  He will also trample the winepress of the fierce anger of God,  the Almighty.