It has laid waste My grapevine and splintered My fig tree. It has stripped off the bark and thrown it away; the branches have turned white.
“I struck you with blight and mildew in your growing gardens and vineyards; the locust devoured your fig and olive trees
I will make it a wasteland, neither pruned nor cultivated, and thorns and briers will grow up. I will command the clouds
The grapevine is dried up, and the fig tree is withered; the pomegranate, palm, and apple—all the trees of the orchard—a
Though the fig tree does not bud and no fruit is on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no foo
I will take away their harvest, declares the LORD. There will be no grapes on the vine, nor figs on the tree, and even t
They covered the face of all the land until it was black, and they consumed all the plants on the ground and all the fru
I will destroy her vines and fig trees, which she thinks are the wages paid by her lovers. So I will make them into a th
He struck their vines and fig trees and shattered the trees of their country.
The new wine dries up, the vine withers. All the merrymakers now groan.