John 15:2
Every braunche that beareth not frute in me he will take awaye. And every braunche that beareth frute will he pourge yt it maye bringe moare frute.
Every braunche that beareth not frute in me he will take awaye. And every braunche that beareth frute will he pourge yt it maye bringe moare frute.
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1 I am the true vyne and my father ys an husbande man.
3 Now are ye cleane thorow ye wordes which I have spoke vnto you.
4 Byde in me and let me byde in you. As ye braunche canot beare frute of it sylfe excepte it byde in the vyne: no more can ye excepte ye abyde in me.
5 I am the vyne and ye are the braunches. He that abydeth in me and I in him the same bringeth forth moche frute. For with out me can ye do nothinge.
6 Yf a man byde not in me he ys cast forthe as a braunche and is wyddered: and men gadder it and cast it into the fyre and it burneth.
7 Yf ye byde in me and my wordes also byde in you: axe what ye will and it shalbe done to you.
8 Heare in is my father glorified that ye beare moche frute and be made my disciples.
16 Ye shall knowe them by their frutes. Do men gaddre grapes of thornes? or figges of bryres?
17 Euen soo every good tree bryngeth forthe good frute. But a corrupte tree bryngethe forthe evyll frute.
18 A good tree canot brynge forthe bad frute: nor yet a bad tree can bringe forthe good frute.
19 Every tree that bryngethe not forthe good frute shalbe hewe doune and cast into the fyre.
20 Wherfore by their frutes ye shall knowe the.
9 Now also ys the axe leyd vnto the rote of the trees: so yt every tree which bringeth not forth good frute shalbe hewe doune and caste in to ye fyre.
10 Euenowe is ye axe put vnto ye rote of ye trees: soo that every tree which bringeth not forthe goode frute is hewe doune and cast into ye fyre.
9 whether it will beare frute: and if it beare not then after yt cut it doune
13 He answered and sayde: all plantes which my hevely father hath not planted shalbe plucked vp by the rotes.
43 It is not a good tree that bringeth forthe evyll frute: nether is that an evyll tree that bringeth forthe good frute
44 For every tree is knowen by his frute. Nether of thornes gader men fygges nor of busshes gader they grapes.
6 He put forthe this similiiude A certayne man had a fygge tree planted in his veneyarde and he came and sought frute theron and founde none.
7 Then sayde he to ye dresser of his vyneyarde: Beholde this thre yeare have I come and sought frute in this fygge tree and fynde none: cut it doune: why combreth it the grounde?
16 For yf one pece be holy the whole heepe is holy. And yf the rote be holy the braunches are holy also.
17 Though some of the brauuches be broken of and thou beynge a wylde olyue tree arte graft in amonge them and made parttaker of ye rote and fatnes of the olyve tree
18 bost not thy selfe agaynst the brauches. For yf thou bost thy selfe remember that thou bearest not the rote but the rote the.
19 Thou wilt saye then: the brauches are broken of that I myght be grafte in.
16 Ye have not chosen me but I have chosen you and ordeyned you that ye go and bringe forthe frute and that youre frute remayne that whatsoever ye shall axe of the father in my name he shulde geve it you.
33 Ether make ye tree good and his frute good also: or els make ye tree evyll and his frute evyll also. For ye tree is knowe by his frute.
10 and in the vyne were.iij. braunches and it was as though it budded and her blossos shottforth: and ye grapes there of waxed rype.
19 and spyed a fygge trre in the waye and came to it and founde nothinge theron but leves only and sayd to it never frute growe on the hence forwardes. And ano the fygge tree wyddered awaye.
6 The husbandma that laboreth must fyrst receave of the frutes.
2 And when the tyme was come he sent to the tennauntes a servaunt that he myght receave of the tenauntes of the frute of the vyneyarde.
24 Verely verely I saye vnto you except ye wheate corne fall into the grounde and dye it bydeth alone. Yf it dye it brengeth forth moche frute.
29 And as sone as the frute is brought forth anone he throusteth in ye sykell because the hervest is come.
17 which hath his fanne in his hond and will pourge his floore and will gader the corne into his barne: but the chaffe wyll he bourne with fyre that never shalbe quenched.