¹⁹ So the angel swung his sickle across the earth and gathered the grape harvest of the earth and threw it into the great ^(A)wine press of the wrath of God. ²⁰ And ^(B)the wine press was trodden ^(C)outside the city, and blood flowed from the wine press, as high as ^(D)a horse's bridle, for 1,600 stadia.^[a]