Weeds among Wheat

²⁴ Jesus presented another parable to them, saying, “^(A)The kingdom of heaven ^[a]is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. ²⁵ But while his men were sleeping, his enemy came and sowed ^[b]weeds among the wheat, and left. ²⁶ And when the ^[c]wheat sprouted and produced grain, then the weeds also became evident. ²⁷ And the slaves of the landowner came and said to him, ‘Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? ^[d]How then does it have weeds?’ ²⁸ And he said to them, ‘^[e]An enemy has done this!’ The slaves *said to him, ‘Do you want us, then, to go and gather them up?’ ²⁹ But he *said, ‘No; while you are gathering up the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. ³⁰ Allow both to grow together until the harvest; and at the time of the harvest I will say to the reapers, “First gather up the weeds and bind them in bundles to burn them; but ^(B)gather the wheat into my barn.”’”

The Harvest

¹⁴ Then I looked, and behold, a ^(A)white cloud, and sitting on the cloud was one ^(B)like ^[a]a son of man, with a golden ^(C)crown on His head and a sharp sickle in His hand. ¹⁵ And another angel ^(D)came out of the ^[b]temple, calling out with a loud voice to Him who sat on the cloud, “^[c](E)Put in your sickle and reap, for the hour to reap has come, because the ^(F)harvest of the earth ^[d]is ripe.” ¹⁶ Then He who sat on the cloud ^[e]swung His sickle over the earth, and the earth was reaped.

¹⁷ And another angel ^(G)came out of the ^[f]temple which is in heaven, and he also had a sharp sickle. ¹⁸ Then another angel, ^(H)the one who has power over fire, came out from ^(I)the altar; and he called with a loud voice to him who had the sharp sickle, saying, “^[g](J)Put in your sharp sickle and gather the clusters ^[h]from the vine of the earth, ^(K)because her grapes are ripe.” ¹⁹ So the angel ^[i]swung his sickle to the earth and gathered the clusters from the vine of the earth, and threw them into ^(L)the great wine press of the wrath of God. ²⁰ And ^(M)the wine press was trampled ^(N)outside the city, and ^(O)blood came out from the wine press, up to the horses’ bridles, ^[j]for a distance of ^[k]1,600 stadia.