Is it possible, my brethren, for, a fig-tree, to produce, olives, or, a vine, figs? Neither can, salt, water yield, sweet.

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?

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.

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.

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, another messenger, came forthout of the altar, who hath authority over the fire, - and called out with a loud voice, unto him who had the sharp sickle, saying - Thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; because the grapes thereof are fully ripe.

And the messenger, thrust in, his sickle into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into the great wine-press of the wrath of God.

Moreover, I say unto you - In nowise, will I drink, henceforth, of this produce of the vine, until that day, whensoever I shall drink it with you, new, in the kingdom of my Father.

Verily, I say unto you - No more, will I in anywise drink of the fruit of the vine, until that day when I shall be drinking it new, in the kingdom of God.

For, I say unto you - In nowise shall I drink henceforth of the fruit of the vine, until, the kingdom of God, shall come.

I, am the real vine, and, my Father, is, the husbandman.

Abide in me, and, I, in you. Just as, the branch, cannot be bearing fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine, so, neither, ye, except, in me, ye abide.

I, am the vine: Ye, are the branches. He that abideth in me and, I, in him, the same, beareth much fruit; because, apart from me, ye can bring forth, nothing.