Come, what did you go out to see? A man arrayed in soft raiment? The wearers of soft raiment are in royal palaces.

Let the fig tree teach you a parable. As soon as its branches turn soft and put out leaves, you know summer is at hand;

Let the fig tree teach you a parable. As soon as its branches turn soft and put out leaves, you know summer is at hand;

Come, what did you go out to see? A man arrayed in soft robes? Those who are gorgeously dressed and luxurious live in royal palaces.

Simon, Simon, Satan has claimed the right to sift you all like wheat,

their feet are swift for bloodshed,