So I took the little scroll from the hand of the angel and ate it. In my mouth it was as sweet as (hōs | ὡς | particle) honey, but when I had eaten it, my stomach became bitter.
So I went to the angel and told him to give me the little scroll. And he said to me, “Take it and eat it; it will make your stomach bitter, but in your mouth it will be sweet as (hōs | ὡς | particle) honey.”
But in the days when the seventh angel is about to sound his trumpet, the mystery of God will be fulfilled, just as (hōs | ὡς | conj) he announced to his servants the prophets.”
Then I saw another powerful angel coming down from heaven, wrapped in a cloud, with a rainbow above his head; his face was like (hōs | ὡς | particle) the sun, and his legs were like (hōs | ὡς | particle) pillars of fire.
And this is how I saw the horses in my vision and those who rode them: The riders wore breastplates that were fiery red, dark blue, and yellow like sulfur, and the heads of the horses were like (hōs | ὡς | particle) lions’ heads, and out of their mouths came fire and smoke and sulfur.
They had breastplates like (hōs | ὡς | particle) breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like (hōs | ὡς | particle) the sound of many horse-drawn chariots rushing into battle.
In appearance the locusts were like horses prepared for battle. On their heads were something like (hōs | ὡς | particle) crowns of gold, and their faces were like (hōs | ὡς | particle) human faces.
They were allowed not to kill them but to torture them for five months, and their torture was like (hōs | ὡς | particle) the torture of a scorpion when it stings a person.
