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And seeing a figtree 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 figtree withered at once.
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Is there any seed left in the barn? Do the vine, the figtree, the pomegranate, and the olive tree still yield nothing? From this day on I will bless you.
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Do not fear, you animals of the field, for the pastures of the wilderness are green; the tree bears its fruit, the figtree and vine give their full yield.
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The vine withers, the figtree droops. Pomegranate, palm, and appleβ all the trees of the field are dried up; surely, joy withers away among the people.