Sickle

Seven weeks shalt thou number unto thee: begin to number the seven weeks from such time as thou beginnest to put the Sickle to the corn.

• Property

When thou comest into the standing corn of thy neighbour, then thou mayest pluck the ears with thine hand; but thou shalt not move a Sickle unto thy neighbour's standing corn.

Cut off the sower from Babylon, and him that handleth the Sickle in the time of harvest: for fear of the oppressing sword they shall turn every one to his people, and they shall flee every one to his own land.

Put ye in the Sickle, for the harvest is ripe: come, get you down; for the press is full, the fats overflow; for their wickedness is great.

But when the fruit is brought forth, immediately he putteth in the Sickle, because the harvest is come.

And I looked, and behold a white cloud, and upon the cloud one sat like unto the Son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in his hand a sharp Sickle.

• Temple

And another angel came out of the temple, crying with a loud voice to him that sat on the cloud, Thrust in thy Sickle, and reap: for the time is come for thee to reap; for the harvest of the earth is ripe.

And he that sat on the cloud thrust in his Sickle on the earth; and the earth was reaped.

• Temple
• Vision

And another angel came out of the temple which is in heaven, he also having a sharp Sickle. And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp Sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sharp Sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe. And the angel thrust in his Sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into the great winepress of the wrath of God. And the winepress was trodden without the city, and blood came out of the winepress, even unto the horse bridles, by the space of a thousand and six hundred furlongs.

• Vision

And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp Sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sharp Sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe.

And the angel thrust in his Sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into the great winepress of the wrath of God.