Blessed is he who reads, and they who hear the words of the prophecy, and keep what is written in it. For the crisis is at hand.

In his right hand he held seven stars; and out of mouth went a sharp, two-edged sword, and his face was as the sun shining in his strength.

When I saw him, I fell at his feet as one dead. And he laid his right hand upon me, saying. "Fear not; I am the first and the last, and the Living One.

The mystery of the seven stars which you saw in my right hand, and the seven golden candlesticks, is this. The seven stars are the angels of the seven churches, and the seven candlesticks are the seven churches."

To the angel of the Church in Ephesus, write. These are the words of Him who holds the seven stars in his right hand, and who walks among the seven golden candlesticks.

Then I saw lying upon the right hand of Him who sat upon the throne, a book written within and on the back, close sealed with seven seals.

And he went, and now he has taken the book out of the right hand of Him who was seated on the throne.

And when he opened the third seal, I heard the third Living Creature say, "Come!" And I saw, and lo, a black horse! He who sat on him had a balance in his hand.

And the smoke of the incense, with the prayers of the saints, rose up from the hand of the angel into the presence of God.

In his hand he had a little book, open; and he set his right foot upon the sea, and his left upon the land.

And the angel whom I had seen standing upon the sea and upon the land lifted up his right hand to heaven,

And the voice which I had heard from heaven, I heard again, speaking to me, and saying, "Go, take the little book that is open in the hand of the angel who stands upon the sea and upon the land."

I took the little book out of the hand of the angel, and ate it up, and it was in my mouth sweet like honey; but when I had eaten it, my belly was made bitter.

And another angel, a third, followed them, crying with a mighty voice. "Whoever worships the beast and his image, And receives a brand on his forehead or on his hand,

And I looked, and lo, a white cloud; and on the cloud I saw One sitting like to a son of man, with a golden crown on his head, and a sharp sickle in his hand.

The woman was enwrapped in purple and scarlet and was encrusted with gold and precious stones and pearls. In her hand she held a golden cup filled with abominations, even the impurities of her immorality.

And I saw an angel coming down out of heaven, with the key of the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand.