Matthew 7:19 - New International Version (Anglicised)

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

Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

American Standard Version (1901)

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

Common English Bible

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

Catholic Public Domain Version

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

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.

Matthew 7:19 Tagairtí Cros

Isaiah 27:11

When its twigs are dry, they are broken off and women come and make fires with them. For this is a people without understanding; so their Maker has no compassion on them, and their Creator shows them no favour.

Daniel 4:14

He called in a loud voice: “Cut down the tree and trim off its branches; strip off its leaves and scatter its fruit. Let the animals flee from under it and the birds from its branches.

Matthew 3:10

The axe has been laid to the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.

Matthew 7:18

A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit.

Luke 3:9

The axe has been laid to the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.’

Titus 3:14

Our people must learn to devote themselves to doing what is good, in order to provide for urgent needs and not live unproductive lives.

Hebrews 6:8

But land that produces thorns and thistles is worthless and is in danger of being cursed. In the end it will be burned.

Jude 1:12

These people are blemishes at your love feasts, eating with you without the slightest qualm – shepherds who feed only themselves. They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted – twice dead.