I say to you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, till the day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.

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

For I say to you, I will not drink of the fruit of the vine, till the kingdom of God shall come.

I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit, he taketh away;

Abide in me and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abide in the vine, so neither can ye, unless ye abide in me.

I am the vine, ye are the branches. He that abideth in me and I in him, he beareth much fruit; but, separate from me, ye can do nothing.

Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olive berries, or a vine figs? So can no fountain yield salt water and fresh.

And another angel from the altar, who had power over fire, cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, saying, Thrust in thy sickle and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; for her grapes are fully ripe.

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