A spring doesn’t pour out fresh and bitter water from the same opening, does it?
As a well gushes out its waters, so she pours out her wickedness. Violence and havoc are heard in her, sickness and wounds ever before Me.
From the same mouth comes blessing and cursing. My brothers and sisters, these things should not be.
My brothers and sisters, can a fig tree produce olives, or a vine produce figs? Neither can salt water produce fresh water.