And seeing one figtree by the roadside, he went up to it, and found nothing on it, but leaves only; and he saith to it, Let there be no fruit from thee hencefoward for ever. And immediately the figtree withered.

Dost thou think that I cannot pray to my Father, and he will now give me more than twelve legions of angels?

Him therefore I hope to send forthwith, as soon as I see how it will go with me;