Bible Verses About Vine

“The trees said to the vine, ‘Come and reign over us.’

“The vine said to them, ‘Should I leave my new wine, which cheers God and man, and go to wave back and forth over the trees?’

You brought a vine out of Egypt. You drove out the nations, and planted it.

You cleared the ground for it. It took deep root, and filled the land.

The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God’s cedars.

It sent out its branches to the sea, Its shoots to the River.

Why have you broken down its walls, so that all those who pass by the way pluck it?

The boar out of the wood ravages it. The wild animals of the field feed on it.

Turn again, we beg you, God of Hosts. Look down from heaven, and see, and visit this vine,

I will lay it a wasteland. It won’t be pruned nor hoed, but it will grow briers and thorns. I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain on it.”

Yet I had planted you a noble vine, wholly a right seed. How then have you turned into the degenerate branches of a foreign vine to me?

It grew, and became a spreading vine of low stature, whose branches turned toward him, and its roots were under him: so it became a vine, and produced branches, and shot out sprigs.

There was also another great eagle with great wings and many feathers: and behold, this vine bent its roots toward him, and shot out its branches toward him, from the beds of its plantation, that he might water it.

It was planted in a good soil by many waters, that it might produce branches, and that it might bear fruit, that it might be a goodly vine.

Say, Thus says the Lord GOD: Shall it prosper? shall he not pull up its roots, and cut off its fruit, that it may wither; that all its fresh springing leaves may wither? and not by a strong arm or many people can it be raised from its roots.

Yes, behold, being planted, shall it prosper? shall it not utterly wither, when the east wind touches it? it shall wither in the beds where it grew.

Your mother was like a vine, in your blood, planted by the waters: it was fruitful and full of branches by reason of many waters.

It had strong rods for the scepters of those who bore rule, and their stature was exalted among the thick boughs, and they were seen in their height with the multitude of their branches.

But it was plucked up in fury, it was cast down to the ground, and the east wind dried up its fruit: its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.

Now it is planted in the wilderness, in a dry and thirsty land.

Fire is gone out of the rods of its branches, it has devoured its fruit, so that there is in it no strong rod to be a scepter to rule. This is a lamentation, and shall be for a lamentation.

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the farmer.

Every branch in me that doesn’t bear fruit, he takes away. Every branch that bears fruit, he prunes, that it may bear more fruit.

You are already pruned clean because of the word which I have spoken to you.

Remain in me, and I in you. As the branch can’t bear fruit by itself, unless it remains in the vine, so neither can you, unless you remain in me.