Prove all things, hold fast that which is good.

I am the vine, you are the branches

He that abides in me, and I in him, the same brings forth much fruit: for without me you can do nothing.

If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.

Vīnguard

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