and she exclaimed with a loud voice, and said, Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.

But now is the ax laid even to the root of the trees; every tree therefore that produceth not good fruit, is cut down and cast into the fire.

For there is no good tree which produceth fruit of a bad quality; neither doth a tree of a bad sort produce good fruit.

Every tree is known by its own peculiar fruit. For men do not gather figs from off thorns, nor do they gather from the bramble a bunch of grapes.

And some fell on good ground, and shooting up, produced fruit an hundred fold. So saying, he cried, He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.

And that which fell among thorns, are they having heard, and going away, are choked by the cares, and wealth, and pleasures of life, and bring forth no perfect fruit.

But that on the good ground are they who having heard the word, retain it in a heart excellent and good, and bring forth fruit with patience.

Then he spake this parable: A certain man had a fig-tree planted in his vineyard; and he came, expecting fruit on it, and found none.

Then said he to the vine-dresser, Lo! for three years have I come, expecting fruit on this fig-tree, and find none: cut it down; why doth it render the ground thus useless?

perhaps it may then produce fruit: but if it does not, afterwards thou shalt cut it down.

And at the season he sent to the husbandmen a servant, that they might give him of the fruit of the vineyard: but the husbandmen beat, and sent him away empty.

for I say unto you, that I shall no more drink of the fruit of the vine, until the kingdom of God come.