1 I saw still another mighty angel coming down from heaven, clothed with a cloud. And a rainbow was on his head, his face was like the sun, and his feet like pillars of fire.

ثُمَّ رَأيتُ مَلاكاً قَوِيّاً آخَرَ نازِلاً مِنَ السَّماءِ. وَكانَ يَلبِسُ سَحابَةً، وَقَوسُ قُزَحٍ حَولَ رَأسِهِ. وَجهُهُ كَالشَّمسِ، وَساقاهُ كَعَمُودَينِ مِنْ نارٍ.

2 H e had a little book open in his hand. And he set his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land,

كانَ يَحمِلُ فِي يَدِهِ لفِيفةً صَغِيرَةً مَفتُوحَةً. وَوَضَعَ قَدَمَهُ اليُمنَى فِي البَحرِ، وَاليُسرَى عَلَى اليابِسَةِ.

3 a nd cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roars. When he cried out, seven thunders uttered their voices.

ثُمَّ صَرَخَ بِصَوتٍ عَظِيمٍ كَزَئِيرِ أسَدٍ. عِندَها أسمَعَتِ الرُّعُودُ السَّبعَةُ أصواتَها.

4 N ow when the seven thunders uttered their voices, I was about to write; but I heard a voice from heaven saying to me, “Seal up the things which the seven thunders uttered, and do not write them.”

وَعِندَما تَكَلَّمَتِ الرُّعُودُ السَّبعَةُ. كُنتُ سَأكتُبُ، لَكِنَّنِي سَمِعْتُ مِنَ السَّماءِ صَوتاً يَقُولُ: «لا تُعلِنْ ما قالَتهُ الرُّعُودُ السَّبعَةُ، وَلا تَكتُبْهُ!»

5 T he angel whom I saw standing on the sea and on the land raised up his hand to heaven

عِندَها رَفَعَ المَلاكُ الَّذِي رَأيتُهُ واقِفاً فِي البَحرِ وَعَلَى اليابِسَةِ يَدَهُ اليُمنَى إلَى السَّماءِ،

6 a nd swore by Him who lives forever and ever, who created heaven and the things that are in it, the earth and the things that are in it, and the sea and the things that are in it, that there should be delay no longer,

وَأقسَمَ بِالحَيِّ إلَى أبَدِ الآبِدِينَ، الَّذِي خَلَقَ السَّماءَ وَما فِيها، وَالأرْضَ وَما عَلَيها، وَالبَحرَ وَما فِيهِ، وَقالَ: «لا تَأخِيرَ بَعدَ الآنِ!»

7 b ut in the days of the sounding of the seventh angel, when he is about to sound, the mystery of God would be finished, as He declared to His servants the prophets. John Eats the Little Book

وَلَكِنْ عِندَما يَحِينُ الوَقتُ لِلمَلاكِ السّابِعِ لِأنْ يُسمَعَ، أيْ عِندَما يَكُونُ عَلَى وَشْكِ أنْ يَنفُخَ فِي بُوقِهِ، فَإنَّ قَصدَ اللهِ الخَفِيِّ سَيَتَحَقَّقُ، كَما بُشِّرَ عِبادَهُ الأنبِياءِ.

8 T hen the voice which I heard from heaven spoke to me again and said, “Go, take the little book which is open in the hand of the angel who stands on the sea and on the earth.”

ثُمَّ تَكَلَّمَ إلَيَّ ثانِيَةً الصَّوتُ الَّذِي سَبَقَ أنْ سَمِعْتُهُ مِنَ السَّماءِ فَقالَ: «اذْهَبْ وَخُذِ اللَّفِيفةَ المَفتُوحَةَ الَّتِي فِي يَدِ المَلاكِ الواقِفِ فِي البَحرِ وَعَلَى اليابِسَةِ.»

9 S o I went to the angel and said to him, “Give me the little book.” And he said to me, “Take and eat it; and it will make your stomach bitter, but it will be as sweet as honey in your mouth.”

فَذَهَبتُ إلَى المَلاكِ، وَطَلَبتُ مِنهُ أنْ يُعطِيَنِي اللَّفِيفةَ الصَّغِيرَةَ. فَقالَ لَي: «خُذها وَكُلْها. سَتَجعَلُ مَعِدَتَكَ مُرَّةً، لَكِنَّها فِي فَمِكَ سَتَكُونُ حُلوَةً كَالعَسَلِ.»

10 T hen I took the little book out of the angel’s hand and ate it, and it was as sweet as honey in my mouth. But when I had eaten it, my stomach became bitter.

فَأخذتُ اللَّفِيفةَ الصَّغِيرَةَ مِنْ يَدِ المَلاكِ وَأكَلتُها، فَكانَ طَعمُها فِي فَمِي كَالعَسَلِ، لَكِنْ بَعدَ أنْ أكَلتُها أصبَحَتْ مَعِدَتِي مُرَّةً.

11 A nd he said to me, “You must prophesy again about many peoples, nations, tongues, and kings.”

ثُمَّ أخبَرُونِي وَقالُوا: «عَلَيكَ أنْ تَتَنَبَّأ بَعدُ عَلَى عِدَّةِ شُعُوبٍ وَأُمَمٍ وَلُغاتٍ وَمُلُوكٍ.»