AndI looked, and, lo, a LambstoodonthemountZion, andwithhima hundred forty and four thousand, havinghisFather's namewrittenintheirforeheads. AndI hearda voicefromheaven, asthe voiceof manywaters, andasthe voiceof a greatthunder: andI heardthe voiceof harpersharpingwiththeirharps: Andthey sungas it werea newsongbeforethethrone, andbeforethefourbeasts, andtheelders: andno mancouldlearnthat songbutthehundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemedfromtheearth. Thesearethey whichwere notdefiledwithwomen; forthey arevirgins. Thesearethey which followtheLambwhithersoeverhe goeth. Thesewere redeemedfromamong men, being the firstfruitsunto Godandto theLamb. Andintheirmouthwas foundnoguile: forthey arewithout faultbeforethethroneof God. AndI sawanotherangelflyinthe midst of heaven, havingthe everlastinggospelto preachunto them that dwellontheearth, andto everynation, andkindred, andtongue, andpeople, Sayingwitha loudvoice, FearGod, andgivegloryto him; forthehourof hisjudgmentis come: andworshiphim that madeheaven, andearth, andthesea, andthe fountainsof waters. Andthere followedanotherangel, saying, Babylonis fallen, is fallen, that greatcity, becauseshe made all nations drinkofthewineof thewrathof herfornication. Andthe thirdangelfollowedthem, sayingwitha loudvoice, If any manworshipthebeastandhisimage, andreceive his markinhisforehead, orinhishand, The sameshalldrinkofthewineof thewrathof God, which is poured outwithout mixtureintothecupof hisindignation; andhe shall be tormentedwithfireandbrimstonein the presenceof theholyangels, andin the presenceof theLamb: Andthesmokeof theirtormentascendeth upforever and ever: andthey havenorestdaynornight, who worshipthebeastandhisimage, andwhosoeverreceiveththemarkof hisname. Hereisthe patienceof thesaints: here are they that keepthecommandmentsof God, andthefaithof Jesus. AndI hearda voicefromheavensayingunto me, Write, Blessed are thedeadwhich dieinthe Lordfrom henceforth: Yea, saiththeSpirit, thatthey may restfromtheirlabors; andtheirworksdo followthem. AndI looked, andbeholda whitecloud, anduponthecloud one satlike untothe Sonof man, havingonhisheada goldencrown, andinhishanda sharpsickle. Andanotherangelcameout ofthetemple, cryingwitha loudvoiceto him that satonthecloud, Thrust inthysickle, andreap: forthetimeis comefor theeto reap; fortheharvestof theearthis ripe. Andhe that satonthecloudthrust inhissickleontheearth; andtheearthwas reaped. Andanotherangelcameout ofthetemplewhichis inheaven, healsohavinga sharpsickle. Andanotherangelcameout fromthealtar, which hadpoweroverfire; andcriedwith a loudcryto him that hadthesharpsickle, saying, Thrust inthysharpsickle, andgathertheclustersof thevineof theearth; forhergrapesare fully ripe. Andtheangelthrust inhissickleintotheearth, andgatheredthevineof theearth, andcast it intothegreatwinepressof thewrathof God. Andthewinepresswas troddenwithoutthecity, andbloodcameout ofthewinepress, even untothehorsebridles, by the space ofa thousand and six hundredfurlongs.