| Verse Reference | Verse Text |
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| Son 2:13 | The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. |
| Son 2:15 | Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. |
| Hab 3:17 | Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines; the labor of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls: |