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Matthew 7:19 - Julia E. Smith Translation 1876

19 Every tree not making good fruit is cut off, and cast into fire.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and cast into the fire.

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.

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Common English Bible

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

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Catholic Public Domain Version

19 Every tree which does not produce good fruit shall be cut down and cast into the fire.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

19 Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit, shall be cut down, and shall be cast into the fire.

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Matthew 7:19
13 Tagairtí Cros  

In its harvest being dried up, women shall break it off in coming, illuminating it: for it is a people not understanding: for this he making them will not compassionate them, and he forming them will not have mercy upon them.


He called with strength, and thus he said, Hew down the tree, and cut off its branches, shake off its foliage and scatter its fruit: the beasts shall flee from under it, and the birds from its branches.


And now also the axe lies at the root of the trees; therefore every one not making good fruit is cut off and cast into fire.


A good tree cannot make evil fruits, nor a rotten tree make good fruits.


And also the axe is already laid at the root of the trees: therefore every tree not making good fruit is cut down, and cast into fire.


And let ours also learn to excel in good works for necessary uses, that they be not unfruitful.


And producing thorns and briers is rejected, after having been tried, and near cursing; whose end for destruction.


These are spots in your loves, feasting together fearlessly, taking care of themselves: clouds wanting water, carried about by winds; decayed trees, unfruitful, twice dead, uprooted;


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