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Revelation 14:16 - Easy To Read Version

16 So the One that was sitting on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth. And the earth was harvested.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

16 And he that sat on the cloud thrust in his sickle on the earth; and the earth was reaped.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

16 So He Who was sitting upon the cloud swung His scythe (sickle) on the earth, and the earth's crop was harvested.

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American Standard Version (1901)

16 And he that sat on the cloud cast his sickle upon the earth; and the earth was reaped.

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Common English Bible

16 So the one seated on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was harvested.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

16 And the one who was sitting upon the cloud sent out his sickle to the earth, and the earth was reaped.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

16 And he that sat on the cloud thrust his sickle into the earth, and the earth was reaped.

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Revelation 14:16
7 Tagairtí Cros  

The Son of Man {\cf2\super [235]} will come again with his Father’s glory and with his angels. At that time, the Son of Man will reward each person for the things he has done.


I looked and there before me was a white cloud. Sitting on the white cloud was One that looked like a Son of Man. {\cf2\super [105]} He had a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle {\cf2\super [106]} in his hand.


Then another angel came out of the temple. {\cf2\super [107]} This angel called to the One who was sitting on the cloud, “Take your sickle and gather \{from the earth\}. The time to harvest has come. The fruit of the earth is ripe.”


Then another angel came out of the temple {\cf2\super [108]} in heaven. This angel also had a sharp sickle.


The angel swung his sickle over the earth. The angel gathered the earth’s grapes and threw them into the great winepress of God’s anger.


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