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Luke 13:7 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

7 He told the vineyard worker, “Listen, for three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down!   Why should it even waste the soil? ”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 Then said he unto the dresser of his vineyard, Behold, these three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find none: cut it down; why cumbereth it the ground?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 So he said to the vinedresser, See here! For these three years I have come looking for fruit on this fig tree and I find none. Cut it down! Why should it continue also to use up the ground [to deplete the soil, intercept the sun, and take up room]?

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 And he said unto the vinedresser, Behold, these three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and find none: cut it down; why doth it also cumber the ground?

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Common English Bible

7 He said to his gardener, ‘Look, I’ve come looking for fruit on this fig tree for the past three years, and I’ve never found any. Cut it down! Why should it continue depleting the soil’s nutrients?’

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 Then he said to the cultivator of the vineyard: 'Behold, for these three years I came seeking fruit on this fig tree, and I have found none. Therefore, cut it down. For why should it even occupy the land?'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 And he said to the dresser of the vineyard: Behold, for these three years I come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and I find none. Cut it done therefore: why cumbereth it the ground?

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Luke 13:7
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Now leave me alone, so that my anger can burn against them and I can destroy them. Then I will make you into a great nation.’


He called out loudly: Cut down the tree and chop off its branches; strip off its leaves and scatter its fruit. Let the animals flee from under it, and the birds from its branches.


‘When you come into the land and plant any kind of tree for food, you are to consider the fruit forbidden.  It will be forbidden to you for three years; it is not to be eaten.


I will appoint my blessing for you in the sixth year, so that it will produce a crop sufficient for three years.


Every tree that doesn’t produce good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.


‘But he replied to him, “Sir,   leave it this year also, until I dig round it and fertilise it.


The axe is already at the root of the trees. Therefore, every tree that doesn’t produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.’


Every branch in me that does not produce fruit he removes,   and he prunes every branch that produces fruit so that it will produce more fruit.


If anyone does not remain in me, he is thrown aside   like a branch and he withers. They gather them, throw them into the fire,   and they are burned.


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