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1 There were pre­sent at that sea­son some that told him of the Galilaeans, whose blood Pi­late had min­gled with their sac­ri­fices. 2 And Je­sus an­swer­ing said unto them, Sup­pose ye that these Galilaeans were sin­ners above all the Galilaeans, be­cause they suf­fered such things? 3 I tell you, Nay: but, ex­cept ye re­pent, ye shall all like­wise per­ish. 4 Or those eigh­teen, upon whom the tow­er in Siloam fell, and slew them, think ye that they were sin­ners above all men that dwelt in Jerusalem? 5 I tell you, Nay: but, ex­cept ye re­pent, ye shall all like­wise per­ish. 6 He spake also this para­ble; A cer­tain man had a fig tree plant­ed in his vine­yard; and he came and sought fruit there­on, and found none. 7 Then said he unto the dress­er of his vine­yard, Be­hold, these three years I come seek­ing fruit on this fig tree, and find none: cut it down; why cum­bereth it the ground? 8 And he an­swer­ing said unto him, Lord, let it alone this year al­so, till I shall dig about it, and dung it: 9 And if it bear fruit, well: and if not, then af­ter that thou shalt cut it down. 10 And he was teach­ing in one of the syn­a­gogues on the sab­bath. 11 And, be­hold, there was a wom­an which had a spir­it of in­fir­mi­ty eigh­teen years, and was bowed to­geth­er, and could in no wise lift up herself. 12 And when Je­sus saw her, he called her to him, and said unto her, Wom­an, thou art loosed from thine in­fir­mi­ty. 13 And he laid his hands on her: and im­me­di­ate­ly she was made straight, and glo­ri­fied God. 14 And the ruler of the syn­a­gogue an­swered with in­dig­na­tion, be­cause that Je­sus had healed on the sab­bath day, and said unto the peo­ple, There are six days in which men ought to work: in them there­fore come and be healed, and not on the sab­bath day. 15 The Lord then an­swered him, and said, Thou hyp­ocrite, doth not each one of you on the sab­bath loose his ox or his ass from the stall, and lead him away to wa­ter­ing? 16 And ought not this wom­an, be­ing a daugh­ter of Abra­ham, whom Sa­tan hath bound, lo, these eigh­teen years, be loosed from this bond on the sab­bath day? 17 And when he had said these things, all his ad­ver­saries were ashamed: and all the peo­ple re­joiced for all the glo­ri­ous things that were done by him. 18 Then said he, Unto what is the king­dom of God like? and where­un­to shall I re­sem­ble it? 19 It is like a grain of mus­tard seed, which a man took, and cast into his gar­den; and it grew, and waxed a great tree; and the fowls of the air lodged in the branch­es of it. 20 And again he said, Where­un­to shall I liken the king­dom of God? 21 It is like leav­en, which a wom­an took and hid in three mea­sures of meal, till the whole was leav­ened. 22 And he went through the cities and vil­lages, teach­ing, and jour­ney­ing to­ward Jerusalem. 23 Then said one unto him, Lord, are there few that be saved? And he said unto them, 24 Strive to en­ter in at the strait gate: for many, I say unto you, will seek to en­ter in, and shall not be able. 25 When once the mas­ter of the house is risen up, and hath shut to the door, and ye be­gin to stand with­out, and to knock at the door, say­ing, Lord, Lord, open unto us; and he shall an­swer and say unto you, I know you not whence ye are: 26 Then shall ye be­gin to say, We have eat­en and drunk in thy pres­ence, and thou hast taught in our streets. 27 But he shall say, I tell you, I know you not whence ye are; de­part from me, all ye work­ers of in­iq­ui­ty. 28 There shall be weep­ing and gnash­ing of teeth, when ye shall see Abra­ham, and Isaac, and Ja­cob, and all the prophets, in the king­dom of God, and you yourselves thrust out. 29 And they shall come from the east, and from the west, and from the north, and from the south, and shall sit down in the king­dom of God. 30 And, be­hold, there are last which shall be first, and there are first which shall be last. 31 The same day there came cer­tain of the Phar­isees, say­ing unto him, Get thee out, and de­part hence: for Herod will kill thee. 32 And he said unto them, Go ye, and tell that fox, Be­hold, I cast out dev­ils, and I do cures to day and to mor­row, and the third day I shall be per­fect­ed. 33 Nev­er­the­less I must walk to day, and to mor­row, and the day fol­low­ing: for it can­not be that a prophet per­ish out of Jerusalem. 34 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and ston­est them that are sent unto thee; how of­ten would I have gath­ered thy chil­dren to­geth­er, as a hen ­doth gather her brood un­der her wings, and ye would not! 35 Be­hold, your house is left unto you des­o­late: and ver­i­ly I say unto you, Ye shall not see me, un­til the time come when ye shall say, Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord.