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Matthew 15:13 - King James 2000

13 But he answered and said, Every plant, which my heavenly Father has not planted, shall be rooted up.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 But he answered and said, Every plant, which my heavenly Father hath not planted, shall be rooted up.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 He answered, Every plant which My heavenly Father has not planted will be torn up by the roots. [Isa. 60:21.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 But he answered and said, Every plant which my heavenly Father planted not, shall be rooted up.

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Common English Bible

13 Jesus replied, “Every plant that my heavenly Father didn’t plant will be pulled up.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 But in response he said: "Every plant which has not been planted by my heavenly Father shall be uprooted.

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Matthew 15:13
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Those that are planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God.


Your people also shall be all righteous: they shall inherit the land forever, the branch of my planting, the work of my hands, that I may be glorified.


To provide for them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.


Then came his disciples, and said unto him, Know you that the Pharisees were offended, after they heard this saying?


I am the true vine, and my Father is the vine dresser.


Every branch in me that bears not fruit he takes away: and every branch that bears fruit, he prunes it, that it may bring forth more fruit.


If a man abides not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.


For we are laborers together with God: you are God's field, you are God's building.


These are spots in your love feasts, when they feast with you, feeding themselves without fear: clouds they are without water, carried about by winds; trees whose fruit withers, without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots;


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