let both grow together till harvest come, and in time of harvest, I will say yee unto my reapers, gather ye first the tares, and bind them in sheaves to be brent: but gather the wheat into my barn.
And another angel came out from the altar, which had power over fire, and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle, and said: thrust in thy sharp sickle, and gather the clusters of the earth: for her grapes are ripe.