You will recognize them by their fruit. Grapes are not gathered ¹  from thorns or figs from thistles, are they? ² 

It will produce thorns and thistles for you, but you will eat the grain ¹  of the field.

But if it produces thorns and thistles, it is useless and about to be cursed; ¹  its fate is to be burned.

then let thorns sprout up in place of wheat, and in place of barley, weeds!” ¹  The words of Job are ended.

Her fortresses will be overgrown with thorns; thickets and weeds will grow ¹  in her fortified cities. Jackals will settle there; ostriches will live there. ² 

The high places of the “House ¹  of Wickedness” ²  will be destroyed; it is the place where Israel sins. Thorns and thistles will grow up over its altars. Then they will say to the mountains, “Cover us!” and to the hills, “Fall on us!”

I saw ¹  that thorns had grown up all over it, the ground ²  was covered with weeds, and its stone wall was broken down.

O my God, make them like dead thistles, ¹  like dead weeds blown away by ²  the wind!

When ¹  the plants sprouted and bore grain, then the weeds also appeared.

The desolate land will be plowed, instead of being desolate in the sight of everyone who passes by.

But while everyone was sleeping, an enemy came and sowed weeds ¹  among the wheat and went away.

But he said, ‘No, since in gathering the weeds you may uproot the wheat with them.

As ¹  the weeds are collected and burned with fire, so it will be at the end of the age.

He seized the leaders ¹  of the city, along with some desert thorns and briers; he then “threshed” the men of Succoth with them. ² 

Mourn ¹  over the land of my people, which is overgrown with thorns and briers, and over all the once-happy houses ²  in the city filled with revelry. ³ 

Many foreign rulers ¹  will ruin the land where I planted my people. ²  They will trample all over my chosen land. ³  They will turn my beautiful land into a desolate wasteland.

Therefore, I will soon ¹  fence her in ²  with thorns; I will wall her in ³  so that ⁴  she cannot find her way. ⁵ 

So the slaves ¹  of the owner came and said to him, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Then where did the weeds come from?’

He said, ‘An enemy has done this.’ So ¹  the slaves replied, ‘Do you want us to go and gather them?’

Then he left the crowds and went into the house. And his disciples came to him saying, “Explain to us the parable of the weeds in the field.”