The Angel and the Small Scroll
(Ezekiel 3:1–15)

1And I sawe another myghtye angell come doune from heven clothed with a cloude and the rayne bowe apon his heed. And hys face as it were the sunne and his fete as yt were pyllars of fyre 2and he had in his honde a lytell boke opyn: and he put his ryght fote apon the see and his lyfte fote on the erth. 3And cryed with a lowde voyce as when a lyon roreth. And when he had cryed seven thondres spake their voyces. 4And whe the vii. thondres had spoken their voyces I was aboute to wryte. And I herde a voyce from heven sayinge vnto me seale vp thoo thynges which the vii. thondres spake and write them not. 5And the angell which I sawe stonde apon the see and apon the erth lyfte vppe his honde to heven 6and swore by him that liveth for ever more which created heven and the thynges that ther in are and the see and the thynges which therin are: that there shulde be no lenger tyme: 7but in the dayes of the voyce of the seventh angell when he shall begyn to blowe: eve the mistery of god shalbe fynisshed as he preached by his servauntes ye prophetes.

8And the voyce which I herde from heven spake vnto me agayne and sayde: goo and take the lytle boke which ys open in the honde of the angell which stondeth apon the see and apon the erth. 9And I went vnto the angell and sayde to him: geve me the lytle boke and he sayd vnto me: take it and eate it vp and it shall make thy belly bytter but it shalbe in thy mouth as swete as hony. 10and I toke the lytle boke out of his honde and ate it vp and it was in my mouth as swete as hony and as sone as I had eate it my belly was bytter. 11And he sayde vnto me: thou muste prophesy agayne amonge the people and nacions and tonges and to many kynges.