¹³ Then I heard a voice from heaven say, “Write this: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord^(A) from now on.”

“Yes,” says the Spirit,^(B) “they will rest from their labor, for their deeds will follow them.”

Harvesting the Earth and Trampling the Winepress

¹⁴ I looked, and there before me was a white cloud,^(C) and seated on the cloud was one like a son of man^[a](D) with a crown^(E) of gold on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand. ¹⁵ Then another angel came out of the temple^(F) and called in a loud voice to him who was sitting on the cloud, “Take your sickle^(G) and reap, because the time to reap has come, for the harvest^(H) of the earth is ripe.”