Thomson(i)
17 And another angel came out of the temple in the heaven and he also had a sharp sickle.
18 And another angel came out from the altar, having power over the fire and he cried with a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle saying, Put forth that sharp sickle of thine and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for its grapes are ripe:
19 and the angel put forth his sickle on the earth and gathered the grapes of the vine of the earth and cast them into the great wine press of the wrath of God;
20 and the wine press was trodden without the city; and blood flowed out of the wine press up to the bridles of the horses for a thousand and six hundred furlongs.