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the ax is already laid to the root of the trees: every tree then which does not produce good fruit, will be hewn down, and cast into the fire.

a good tree cannot produce bad fruit: neither can a corrupt tree produce good fruit.

Either allow the tree to be good, and its fruit good; or else say the tree is corrupt, and its fruit corrrupt: for a tree is distinguished by its fruit.

the disciples seeing him walking on the sea, cry'd out in a fright, an apparition; and they scream'd for fear.

and when the disciples heard it, they fell on their face, and were in a terrible fright.

when seeing a fig-tree by the way, he came to it, and finding nothing thereon, but bare leaves, said to it, may you never more bear fruit. and presently the fig-tree withered away.

and when the fruit-season came on, he sent his servants to the tenants, to receive the fruits of it.

some fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up, and choaked it, so that it yielded no fruit.

they who receive seed as on good ground, are such as hear the word and entertain it, and bring forth fruit, some in one degree, and some in another.

but as soon as the fruit is ripe, the sickle is applied, because the harvest is come.

and observing at a distance a fig-tree full of leaves, he went up to it to see if he could find any fruit upon it. but when he came to it, he found it had nothing but leaves, (for it was not the season for that sort of fig.)

thereupon Jesus said to the fig-tree, "no one shall ever eat any fruit of yours." and his disciples took notice of it.

but this I tell you, I will never more drink of this fruit of the vine, from this time forth to that day, when I shall drink with you of the spiritual wine in the kingdom of God.

the ax is already laid to the root of the trees: every tree then, which does not produce good fruit, shall be hewn down, and cast into the fire.

Certainly a good tree does not produce bad fruit: nor does a bad tree produce good fruit.

for every tree is known by its fruit: it is not on thorns that men gather figs, nor do they gather grapes on a bramble bush.

He proposed likewise this parable: a certain man had a fig-tree planted in his vineyard, and he came expecting it should have had fruit, but he found none.

then he said to the vine-dresser, you see, I have been looking these three years for fruit from this fig-tree, but find none: hew it down, why should it cumber my ground?

perhaps it may bear fruit: if not, you may after that hew it down.

Jesus seeing her, called her to him, and said, woman you are freed from your disorder.

for I tell you, I will not drink of the fruit of the vine to the time when the kingdom of God shall come.

but they were in a consternation and fright, imagining, that they saw a spirit.

he that reapeth, receiveth wages, by gathering fruit unto life eternal: that the sower, and the reaper, may both rejoice together.

be attach'd to me, and I shall be so to you. as the branch cannot bear fruit of it self, except it be attach'd to the vine: so neither can you, except you continue attach'd to me.

that, as he was a prophet, and knowing that God had sworn to him, to place the fruit of his loins upon his throne: foreseeing this,

when some out of the several synagogues, belonging to the freed men, to the Cyrenians, Alexandrians, and to those of Cilicia, and of Asia, came to dispute with Stephen.

and he said, who art thou, Lord? and the Lord said, I am Jesus whom thou persecutest: [it is hard for thee to kick against the goad. Then trembling with the fright Saul said, Lord, what wilt thou have me to do? and the Lord said to him,]

and not only they, but even those who have the first fruits of the spirit, even we our selves do inwardly groan for the fruit of our adoption, by the deliverance of our body from corruption.

who ever serves in war at his own charges? who plants a vineyard, and does not eat of the fruit? or who feeds a flock, and eats not of the milk of the flock?

and so terrible was the appearance, that Moses cry'd out, "I tremble with the fright."

they are a disgrace to your love-feasts, they indulge themselves at your festivals without reserve: clouds without water, transported with every wind: trees whose fruit soon withers and is useless, twice dead and rooted up: