Already also, the axe, unto the root of the trees, is being laid, - every tree, therefore, not bringing forth good fruit, is to be hewn down, and, into fire, to be cast.

Either make the tree good, and its fruit good, or make the tree worthless, and its fruit worthless; for, from the fruit, the tree is known.

So, every good tree, fine fruit, produceth, - whereas, the worthless tree, evil fruit, produceth:

It is, impossible, for a, good tree, to be bearing, evil fruit, neither doth, a worthless tree, produce, fine fruit.

in the midst of the broadway thereof. And, on this side of the river and on that, was a tree of life, bearing twelve crops of fruit, every several month, yielding its fruit; and, the leaves of the tree, were for the healing of the nations,

For a good tree doth not produce worthless fruit, neither again doth, a worthless tree, produce good fruit.

and, seeing one fig-tree by the way, he came up to it, and nothing, found he thereon, save leaves only, - and he saith unto it - No more, from thee, let fruit spring forth, unto times age-abiding, - and the fig-tree, instantly withered away.

Every branch in me that beareth not fruit, He taketh it away; and, every one that beareth, fruit, He pruneth it, that, more fruit, it may bear.

Every tree that beareth not fine fruit, is hewn down, and, into fire, is cast.

And, already, even the axe, unto the root of the trees is being laid; every tree, therefore, not bringing forth goodfruit, is to be hewn down, and, into fire, to be cast.

For, every tree, by its own fruit, becometh known. For not, of thorns, do they gather figs, neither, of a bramble-bush, do they gather, a bunch of grapes.

And he went on to speak this parable: - A certain man had, a fig-tree, planted in his vineyard, and he canto seeking fruit therein, and found none.

And he said unto the vine-dresser - Lo! three years, I come, seeking fruit in this fig-tree, and find none. Cut it down! Why doth it make, even the round useless?

And he spake a parable unto them: See the fig-tree, and all the trees, -

Not, ye, chose, me, but, I, chose you, and placed you, that ye should go your way and bear, fruit, - and, your fruit, should abide: that, whatsoever ye should ask the Father in my name, he might give unto you.