Matthew 7:19 - Revised Standard Version CI

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

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 boughs are dry, they are broken; women come and make a fire of them. For this is a people without discernment; therefore he who made them will not have compassion on them, he that formed them will show them no favor.

Daniel 4:14

He cried aloud and said thus, ‘Hew down the tree and cut off its branches, strip off its leaves and scatter its fruit; let the beasts flee from under it and the birds from its branches.

Matthew 3:10

Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.

Matthew 7:18

A sound tree cannot bear evil fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit.

Luke 3:9

Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire.”

Titus 3:14

And let our people learn to apply themselves to good deeds, so as to help cases of urgent need, and not to be unfruitful.

Hebrews 6:8

But if it bears thorns and thistles, it is worthless and near to being cursed; its end is to be burned.

Jude 1:12

These are blemishes on your love feasts, as they boldly carouse together, looking after themselves; waterless clouds, carried along by winds; fruitless trees in late autumn, twice dead, uprooted;