Now the men of Sedom were exceedingly wicked and sinners against the LORD.
Joel 3:13 - Hebrew Names version (HNV) Put in the sickle; for the harvest is ripe. Come, tread, for the winepress is full, the vats overflow, for their wickedness is great.* Tuilleadh leaganachaKing 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. 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.] 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. 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. 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. 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. |
Now the men of Sedom were exceedingly wicked and sinners against the LORD.
In the fourth generation they will come here again, for the iniquity of the Amori is not yet full.*
The LORD said, *Because the cry of Sedom and `Amorah is great, and because their sin is very grievous,
It will be like when the harvester gathers the wheat, and his arm reaps the grain. Yes, it will be like when one gleans grain in the valley of Refa'im.
I have trodden the winepress alone; and of the peoples there was no man with me: yes, I trod them in my anger, and trampled them in my wrath; and their lifeblood is sprinkled on my garments, and I have stained all my clothing.
For thus says the LORD of Armies, the God of Yisra'el: The daughter of Bavel is like a threshing floor at the time when it is trodden; yet a little while, and the time of harvest shall come for her.
The Lord has set at nothing all my mighty men in the midst of me; He has called a solemn assembly against me to crush my young men: The Lord has trodden as in a winepress the virgin daughter of Yehudah.
*Also, Yehudah, there is a harvest appointed for you, when I restore the fortunes of my people.
The enemy who sowed them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the reapers are angels.
But when the fruit is ripe, immediately he puts forth the sickle, because the harvest has come.*
Seven weeks shall you number to you: from the time you begin to put the sickle to the standing grain shall you begin to number seven weeks.
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.
Out of his mouth proceeds a sharp, double-edged sword, that with it he should strike the nations. He will rule them with an iron rod. He treads the winepress of the fierceness of the wrath of God, the Almighty.