Either make the tree good, and its fruit good; or make the tree unsound, and its fruit unsound. For by the fruit the tree is known.

and seeing a fig-tree on the road, he went to it, and found nothing on it but leaves; and he said to it: Let no fruit grow on you henceforth forever. And the fig-tree immediately withered.

For a good tree does not produce unsound fruit; nor does an unsound tree produce good fruit.

So every good tree produces goodly fruit: but an unsound tree produces diseased fruit.

A good tree can not produce diseased fruit; nor can an unsound tree produce goodly fruit.

In the midst of the street of the city, and on each side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve kinds of fruit, and yielded its fruit every month; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.

And now also the ax is lying at the root of the trees; therefore, every tree that does not produce good fruit, is cut down and cast into the fire.

And he spoke a parable to them: See the fig-tree, and all the trees;

Even now the ax is lying at the root of the trees: therefore, every tree that does not bring forth good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.

But learn a parable from the fig-tree: As soon as its branch becomes tender, and puts forth leaves, you know that summer is near.

And when the disciples saw it, they were astonished, and said: How soon has the fig-tree withered!

Jesus answered and said to them: Verily I say to you, If you have faith, and doubt not, you shall do, not only what is done to the fig-tree, but even if you shall say to this mountain, Be taken up, and be thrown into the sea, it shall be done.

Learn now a parable from the fig-tree: As soon as its branch becomes tender, and puts forth leaves, you know that summer is near.

For every tree is known by its own fruit. For figs are not gathered from thorns, nor are grapes gathered from brambles.

And he spoke this parable: A certain man had a fig-tree that was planted in his vineyard; and he came and sought fruit on it, and found none.

Then he said to his vine-dresser, Behold, for three years I have come and sought fruit on this fig-tree, and I have found none; cut it down; why does it occupy the ground unprofitably?

It is like a grain of mustard, which a man took, and sowed in his garden; and it grew, and became a great tree; and the birds of the air roosted in its branches.

And the Lord said: If you had faith like a grain of mustard, you might say to this sycamine-tree, Be uprooted, and be planted in the sea, and it should obey you.

And he ran before, and climbed up a sycamore-tree, that he might see him, for he was about to pass that way.