For there is no good tree that bringeth forth corrupt fruit; nor again a corrupt tree that bringeth forth good fruit.

And he spake to them a parable: Behold the fig tree, and all the trees:

And even now the axe also lieth at the root of the trees: every tree therefore that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.

My head with oil thou didst not anoint: but she hath anointed my feet with ointment.

and came to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring on them oil and wine; and he set him on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.

And he said, A hundred measures of oil. And he said unto him, Take thy bond, and sit down quickly and write fifty.