Revelation · Chapter 6

[ edit] And I ſiȝe, þat þe lomb hadde openid oon of þe ſeuen ſignetes. And Y herde oon of þe foure beeſtis ſeiynge, as a voys of þundre, Come, and ſee. And I ſiȝe, and lo! a whijt hors; and he þat ſat on him hadde a bowe, and a coroun was ȝouun to hym. And he wente out ouercomynge, þat he ſhulde ouercome. And whan he hadde openyd þe ſecounde ſeel, I herde þe ſecounde beeſt ſeiynge, Come þou, and ſee. And an oþer reed hors wente out; and it is ȝouun to him þat ſat on him, þat he ſhulde take pees fro erþe, and þat þei ſlee to gydere hem ſilf; and a greet ſwerd is ȝouun to him. And whan he hadde openyd þe þridde ſeel, I herde þe þridde beeſt ſeiynge, Come þou, and ſee.

And loo! a blak hors; and he þat ſat vpon him hadde a balaunce in his hond. And I herde as a voys in þe mydle of foure beeſtis, ſeiynge, A bilibre of whete, þat is, a weyȝt of two pound, for oo peny, and þre bilibris of barly for oo peny; and hirte þou not wijn, and oyle. And whan he hadde openyd þe fourþe ſeel, I herde a voys of þe fourþe beeſt, ſeiynge, Come þou, and ſee. And loo! a paal hors; and þe name Deeþ to him þat ſat on him, and helle ſuede him. And power is ȝouun to him on foure partis of þe erþe, for to ſle wiþ ſwerd, and hungre, and deeþ, and wiþ beeſtis of erþe.

And whan he hadde openyd þe fyueþe ſeel, I ſiȝe vndir an auter þe ſoules of men ſleyn for þe word of God, and for witneſſing þat þei hadden. And þei crieden wiþ greet voys, ſeiynge, Hou longe, Lord, holy and trewe, demyſt þou not, and vengiſt oure blood of þes þat dwellen in erþe? And white ſtoolis, for ech ſoule a ſtoole, ben ȝouun to hem; and it is ſeid to hem, þat þei ſhulden reſte ȝit a litel tyme, til þe euen ſeruauntes of hem be fulfillid, and þe briþeren of hem, þat ben to be ſlayn, as and þei. And I ſiȝe, whan he hadde openyd þe ſixte ſeel, and lo! a greet erþe mouyng is maad; and þe ſunne is maad blak, as a ſak of heyre, and al þe moone is maad as blood.

And ſterres of heuene fellen doun vpon þe erþe, as a fijge tree ſendiþ his vnripe fyges, whan it is mouyd of a greet wijnd. And heuen wente awei, as a book infoldid; and all mounteyns and ijles ben mouyd fro her places. And kinges of erþe, and princes, and tribunes, and riche, and ſtronge, and ech ſeruaunt, and fre man, hidden hem in dennes and ſtoones of hillis. And þei ſeien to hillis and to ſtoonys, Falle ȝe on vs, and hijde ȝe vs fro þe face of þe ſittynge on troone, and fro wraþ of þe lomb; for þe greet dai of her wraþ comeþ, and who ſhal mowe ſtonde?