Revelation · Chapter 15

[ edit] And I ſiȝe an oþer tokne in heuen, greet and wondirful; ſeuen aungels hauynge ſeuen þe laſte plages, for þe wraþ of God is endid in hem. And I ſiȝe as a glaſen ſe mengid wiþ fijr, and hem þat ouercamen þe beeſt, and his ymage, and þe noumbre of his name, ſtondinge aboue þe glaſen ſe, hauynge þe harpes of God; and ſyngynge þe ſong of Moyſes, ſeruaunt of God, and þe ſong of þe lomb, ſeiynge, Greet and wondirful ben þi werkes, Lord God almiȝty; þi weies ben iuſt and trewe, Lord, kyng of worldlis. Lord, who ſhal not drede þee, and magnifie þi name? for þou aloone art piteous, or merciful; for alle folkes ſhulen come, and ſhulen worſchipe in þi ſiȝt, for þi domes ben opun.

And aftir þes þingis I ſiȝe, and lo! þe temple of þe tabernacle of witneſſinge in heuen is openyd; and ſeuene aungels hauynge þe ſeuene plages, wenten out of þe temple, cloþid wiþ a ſtoon cleene and whijt, and bifore gyrd wiþ golden gyrdlis aboute þe breſtis. And oon of þe foure beeſtis ȝaf to þe ſeuene aungels ſeuen golden violes, ful of þe wraþþe of God, lyuynge in to worldlis of worldlis. And þe temple is fulfillid wiþ ſmoke of þe mageſte of God, and of þe vertu of him; and no man miȝte entre in to þe temple, til þe ſeuene plages of þe ſeuene aungels weren endid.