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Matthew 7:19 - Tree of Life Version

19 Every tree that does not produce good fruit is chopped 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.

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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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Matthew 7:19
13 Tagairtí Cros  

When the boughs are withered, they will be broken off. Women come and set them on fire, for it is a people of no understanding. Therefore their Maker will show them no mercy—He who formed them will give them no grace.


This sentence is by the decree of the watchers, this verdict by the command of the holy ones, so that the living may know that the Most High is sovereign over the realm of man and bestows it to whomever He wishes, and may set over them even the lowliest of men.’


Already the axe is laid at the root of the trees; therefore every tree that does not produce good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire!


A good tree cannot produce bad fruit, nor can a rotten tree produce good fruit.


Even now the axe is laid at the root of the trees, so every tree that does not produce good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire!”


And let our people learn to devote themselves to doing mitzvot to meet urgent needs, so they will not be unfruitful.


But if it produces thorns and thistles, it is worthless and near to being cursed—its end is to be burned over.


These people are hidden rocky reefs at your love feasts—shamelessly feasting with you, tending only to themselves. They are waterless clouds, carried along by winds; fruitless trees in late autumn, doubly dead, uprooted;


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