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Whose winnowing fan is in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing floor, and gather his wheat into the store; but he will burn down the chaff in inextinguishable fire.

And I say to you, that I drink not from henceforth of this fruit of the vine, even till that day when I drink it new with you, in the kingdom of my Father.

Truly I say to you that I will no more drink of the fruit of the vine, till that day when I drink it new in the kingdom of God.

And one certain young man followed him, having cast a garment of fine linen over his nakedness; and the young men seized him:

And having bought fine linen, and taken him down, he rolled in fine linen, and placed him in a tomb, which was quarried out of a rock, and he rolled a stone at the door of the tomb.

Whose winnowing fan in his hand, and he will thoroughly cleanse his threshing-floor, and gather the wheat into his store; and the chaff he will burn down with inextinguishable fire.

And he said to the vine-dresser, Behold, three years I am come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find not: cut it off; wherefore also does it leave the earth unemployed?

For I say to you that I drink not of the fruit of the vine, till when the kingdom of God comes.

And having taken it down, he wrapped it in fine linen, and put it in a tomb cut in stone, where none was ever laid.

Having said by the mouth of David thy servant, That why were the nations insolent, and did the people practise vain things

For what shall they do being immersed for the dead, if in fine the dead rise not? and why are they immersed for the dead?

And I went up according to revelation, and placed before them the good news which I proclaim in the nations, but apart to them highly esteemed, lest I run in vain, or ran.

For ye yourselves know, brethren, our entrance to you, that it was not in vain:

The fig tree, my brethren, cannot make olives, or the vine, figs: so no fountain can make salt and sweet water.

The cargo of gold, and silver, and precious stones, and pearls, and fine linen, and purple, and silk, and scarlet, and all fir wood, and every ivory vessel, and every vessel of precious wood, and of iron, and brass, and marble,

And saying, Woe, woe, the great city, surrounded with fine linen, and purple, and scarlet, and adorned with gold, and precious stones, and pearls! for in one hour was so great riches laid waste.