Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening?
As a fountain wells up with water, So she wells up with her wickedness. Violence and plundering are heard in her. Before Me continually are grief and wounds.
Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so.
Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh.