For this is what the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel, says: “The Daughter of Babylon is like a threshing floor at the time it is trampled. In just a little while her harvest time will come.”
O my people, crushed on the threshing floor, I tell you what I have heard from the LORD of Hosts, the God of Israel.
Swing the sickle, for the harvest is ripe. Come, trample the grapes, for the winepress is full; the wine vats overflow b
Also for you, O Judah, a harvest is appointed, when I restore My people from captivity.
Rise and thresh, O Daughter of Zion, for I will give you horns of iron and hooves of bronze to break to pieces many peop
Then another angel came out of the temple, crying out in a loud voice to the One seated on the cloud, “Swing Your sickle
Behold, I will make you into a threshing sledge, new and sharp, with many teeth. You will thresh the mountains and crush
as the reaper gathers the standing grain and harvests the ears with his arm, as one gleans heads of grain in the Valley
For before the harvest, when the blossom is gone and the flower becomes a ripening grape, He will cut off the shoots wit
Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them
You marched across the earth with fury; You threshed the nations in wrath.
This is what the LORD says: “For three transgressions of Damascus, even four, I will not revoke My judgment, because the
and the enemy who sows them is the devil. The harvest is the end of the age, and the harvesters are angels.