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?
And, already, even the axe, unto the root of the trees is being laid; every tree, therefore, not bringing forth good fruit, is to be hewn down, and, into fire, to be cast.
He cried aloud, and, thus, he said—Hew ye down the tree, and lop off its branches, strip off its leaves, and scatter its fruit,—let the wild beasts flee from under it, and the birds, out of its branches;
And when ye come into the land, and plant any manner of fruit-tree, then shall ye count as uncircumcised the fruit thereof, three years, shall it be to you as if unclean, it shall not be eaten.