And Jesus answered and said to her, Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things.

And he thought within himself, saying, What shall I do, since I have nowhere to gather my fruits?

And I will say to my soul, Soul, you have many goods laid up for many years; take your ease; eat, drink, and be merry.

So is he who lays up treasure for himself, and is not rich toward God.

But they all with one accord began to decline. The first said to him, I have bought a piece of ground, and I must go and see it. I ask you to have me excused.

And another said, I have married a wife, and therefore I cannot come.

But take heed to yourselves, lest your hearts be weighed down with giddiness, drunkenness, and cares of this life, and that Day come upon you unexpectedly.

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;

for Demas has deserted me, having loved this present world, and has departed for Thessalonica; Crescens for Galatia, Titus for Dalmatia.

Will you set your eyes on that which is not? For riches certainly make themselves wings; they fly away like an eagle into the heavens.

There is one alone, without a second; indeed, he has neither son nor brother; yet there is no end to all his labor; and his eyes are not satisfied with riches; and he does not ask, For whom do I labor and deprive my soul of good? This also is vanity; indeed, it is an evil task.

He who loves silver shall not be satisfied with silver; nor he who loves abundance, with gain. This also is vanity.

The sleep of a laboring man is sweet, whether he eats little or much; but the abundance of the rich will not allow him to sleep.

But those riches perish by evil use. And he begets a son, and there is nothing in his hand.

And this also is a sore evil, that in all, as he came, so shall he go; and what profit does he have who has labored for the wind?

But those who purpose to be rich fall into temptation and a snare, and into many foolish and harmful lusts which plunge people into ruin and destruction.

For the love of money is a root of all evils, for which some being greedy, have strayed from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.

Command those who are rich in this present age not to be high-minded, nor to trust in the uncertainty of riches but in the living God, who gives us richly all things to enjoy.

that he no longer should live the rest of his time in the flesh in the lusts of men, but in the will of God.

For we have spent enough of our past lifetime in doing the will of the Gentiles, when we walked in licentiousness, lusts, drunkenness, carousing, drinking parties, and abominable idolatries.

Do not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the love of the Father is not in him.

And the world is passing away, and its lust; but he who does the will of God abides forever.

And He fenced it, and cleared out its stones, and planted it with choice vines, and built a tower in its midst, and hewed out a winepress in it; and He looked for it to produce grapes, but it produced rotten grapes.

What more could have been done to my vineyard that I have not done in it? Why then, when I looked for it to yield grapes, did it yield rotten grapes?

And now already the ax is laid to the root of the trees. Therefore any tree which does not bear good fruit is cut off and thrown into the fire.

Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit He prunes, that it may bear more fruit.

For the earth which drinks in the rain that often comes upon it, and bears herbs useful for those by whom it is cultivated, receives blessing from God;

but if it bears thorns and briars, it is unfit and near to being cursed; its end is to be burned up.

For if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in the full true knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.

These are spots in your love feasts, while they feast with you, serving themselves without fear. They are clouds without water, carried about by the winds; late autumn trees without fruit, twice dead, plucked up by the roots;