For a good tree is not producing corrupt fruit, nor a corrupt tree producing good fruit.

And even now the ax is laid at the root of the trees. Every tree therefore not making good fruit is cut down, and cast into fire.

And he spoke a parable to them. Behold the fig tree, and all the trees.

And he spoke this parable. A certain man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it, and found none.

And he said to the vine workman, Behold, three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find none. Cut it down, why also waste the ground?

It is like a grain of a mustard plant, which having taken, a man cast into his own garden. And it grew and developed into a great tree, and the birds of the sky lodged in the branches if it.

For each tree is known from its own fruit. For they do not gather figs from thorns, nor do they harvest grapes from a bramble bush.

Because if they do these things in the green tree, what will happen in the dry?

And the Lord said, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard plant, ye would say to this sycamine tree, Be thou uprooted and be planted in the sea, and it would have obeyed you.

And having ran ahead, he climbed up in a sycomore tree so that he might see him, because he was going to pass that one.