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14 Then I saw a white cloud, and seated on it a being like a man, with a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand.
15 And another angel came out of the temple and cried in a loud voice to him who was seated on the cloud, "Use your sickle and reap. The time has come to reap, for the earth's harvest is ripe."
16 So he who was seated on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was reaped.
17 Another angel came out of the temple in heaven, and he too had a sharp sickle.
18 And another angel came forth from the altar, who presided over the fire, and he called in a loud voice to the one who had the sharp sickle, "Use your sharp sickle and gather the bunches of grapes from the earth's vine, for the grapes on it are ripe."
19 So the angel swung his sickle on the earth and gathered the fruit of the earth's vine, and flung them into the great winepress of God's wrath.
20 The grapes were trodden in the winepress outside the city, and blood poured out of the winepress in a stream so deep that for 200 miles it came up to the horses' bridles.