Discovery Box| (0.95132380073801) | Rev 18:2 |
| He<n id="1" /> shouted with a powerful voice:p> <p class="poetry">“Fallen, fallen, is Babylon the great!p> <p class="poetry">She<n id="2" /> has become a lair for demons,p> <p class="poetry">a haunt<n id="3" /> for every unclean spirit,p> <p class="poetry">a haunt for every unclean bird,p> <p class="poetry">a haunt for every unclean and detested beast.<n id="4" />p> |
| (0.95132380073801) | Rev 18:10 |
| They will stand a long way off because they are afraid of her torment, and will say,p> <p class="poetry">“Woe, woe, O great city,p> <p class="poetry">Babylon the powerful city!p> <p class="poetry">For in a single hour your doom<n id="1" /> has come!”p> |
| (0.95132380073801) | Rev 18:21 |
| <p class="bodytext">Then<n id="1" /> one powerful angel picked up a stone like a huge millstone, threw it into the sea, and said,p> <p class="poetry">“With this kind of sudden violent force<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Babylon the great city will be thrown down<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">and it will never be found again!p> |
| (0.95132380073801) | Rev 19:17 |
| <p class="bodytext">Then<n id="1" /> I saw one angel standing in<n id="2" /> the sun, and he shouted in a loud voice to all the birds flying high in the sky:<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">“Come, gather around for the great banquet<n id="4" /> of God,p> |
| (0.928013099631) | Rev 14:15 |
| Then<n id="1" /> another angel came out of the temple, shouting in a loud voice to the one seated on the cloud, “Use<n id="2" /> your sickle and start to reap,<n id="3" /> because the time to reap has come, since the earth’s harvest is ripe!” |
| (0.928013099631) | Rev 14:18 |
| Another<n id="1" /> angel, who was in charge of<n id="2" /> the fire, came from the altar and called in a loud voice to the angel<n id="3" /> who had the sharp sickle, “Use<n id="4" /> your sharp sickle and gather<n id="5" /> the clusters of grapes<n id="6" /> off the vine of the earth,<n id="7" /> because its grapes<n id="8" /> are now ripe.”<n id="9" /> |
| (0.928013099631) | Rev 18:19 |
| And they threw dust on their heads and were shouting with weeping and mourning,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">“Woe, Woe, O great city –p> <p class="poetry">in which all those who had ships on the sea got rich from her wealth –p> <p class="poetry">because in a single hour she has been destroyed!”<n id="2" />p> |
