And Peter calling to remembrance said to him, Master, look, the fig tree which you cursed is withered away.
The curse of the LORD is in the house of the wicked: but he blesses the habitation of the just.
And when he saw a fig tree in the way, he came to it, and found nothing on it, but leaves only, and said to it, Let no fruit grow on you from now on for ever. And soon after the fig tree withered away.
And greetings in the markets, and to be called by men, Rabbi, Rabbi.
But do not be called Rabbi: for one is your Master, even Christ; and you are all brothers.
Then shall he say also to those on the left hand, Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
In the meantime his disciples urged him, saying, Master, eat.
If anyone does not love the Lord Jesus Christ, let him be Anathema Maranatha.