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?

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

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