1 For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: 2 a time to be born, and a time to die; 3 a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
18 In the morning, when he returned to the city, he was hungry. 19 And seeing a fig tree by the side of the road, he went to it and found nothing at all on it but leaves. Then he said to it, ‘May no fruit ever come from you again!’ And the fig tree withered at once.
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