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我又看見在天上有異象,大而且奇,就是七位天使掌管末了的七災,因為神的大怒在這七災中發盡了。 1 I saw in heaven another great and marvelous sign: seven angels with the seven last plagues--last, because with them God's wrath is completed.
我看見彷彿有玻璃海,其中有火攙雜。又看見那些勝了獸和獸的像並牠名字數目的人,都站在玻璃海上,拿著神的琴, 2 And I saw what looked like a sea of glass mixed with fire and, standing beside the sea, those who had been victorious over the beast and his image and over the number of his name. They held harps given them by God
唱神僕人摩西的歌,和羔羊的歌,說:主神─全能者啊,你的作為大哉!奇哉!萬世〔或譯:國〕之王啊,你的道途義哉!誠哉! 3 and sang the song of Moses the servant of God and the song of the Lamb:「Great and marvelous are your deeds, Lord God Almighty. Just and true are your ways, King of the ages.
主啊,誰敢不敬畏你,不將榮耀歸與你的名呢?因為獨有你是聖的。萬民都要來在你面前敬拜,因你公義的作為已經顯出來了。 4 Who will not fear you, O Lord, and bring glory to your name? For you alone are holy. All nations will come and worship before you, for your righteous acts have been revealed.」
那掌管七災的七位天使從殿中出來,穿著潔白光明的細麻衣〔細麻衣;有古卷是寶石〕,胸間束著金帶。 6 Out of the temple came the seven angels with the seven plagues. They were dressed in clean, shining linen and wore golden sashes around their chests.
四活物中有一個把盛滿了活到永永遠遠之神大怒的七個金碗給了那七位天使。 7 Then one of the four living creatures gave to the seven angels seven golden bowls filled with the wrath of God, who lives for ever and ever.
因神的榮耀和能力,殿中充滿了煙。於是沒有人能以進殿,直等到那七位天使所降的七災完畢了。 8 And the temple was filled with smoke from the glory of God and from his power, and no one could enter the temple until the seven plagues of the seven angels were completed.
August 5 "IS." (2 Cor. 12:9.) IT had pleased God to remove my youngest child under circumstances of peculiar trial and pain; and as I had just laid my little one's body in the churchyard, on return home, I felt it my duty to preach to my people on the meaning of trial. Finding that this text was in the lesson for the following Sabbath, I chose it as my Master's message to them and myself; but on trying to prepare the notes, I found that in honesty I could not say that the words were true; and therefore I knelt down and asked God to let His grace be sufficient for me. While I was thus pleading, I opened my eyes and saw a framed illuminated text, which my mother had given me only a few days before, and which I had told my servant to place upon the wall during my absence at the holiday resort where my little one was taken away from us. I did not notice the words on returning to my house; but as I looked up and wiped my eyes, the words met my gaze, "My grace is sufficient for thee." The "is" was picked out in bright green while the "My" and the "thee" were painted in another color. In one moment the message came straight to my soul, as a rebuke for offering such a prayer as, "Lord, let Thy grace be sufficient for me;" for the answer was almost as an audible voice, "How dare you ask that which is?" God cannot make it any more sufficient than He has made it; get up and believe it, and you will find it true, because the Lord says it in the simplest way: "My grace is (not shall be or may be) sufficient for thee." "My" "is" and "thee" were from that moment, I hope, indelibly fixed upon my heart; and I (thank God) have been trying to live in the reality of the message from that day forward to the present time. The lesson that came to me, and which I seek to convey to others, is, Never turn God's facts into hopes, or prayers, but simply use them as realities, and you will find them powerful as you believe them. ─Prebendary H. W. Webb Peploe. He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater, He sendeth more strength when the labors increase; To added affiction He addeth His mercies, To multiplied trials His multiplied peace. When we have exhausted our store of endurance, When our strength has failed ere the day is half done, When we reach the end of our hoarded resources Our Father's full giving is only begun. His love has no limit, His grace has no measure, His power no boundary known unto men; For out of His infinite riches in Jesus He giveth and giveth and giveth again. ─Annie Johnson Flint.