And it came to pass that the master of the vineyard saw it, and he said unto his servant:
“It grieveth me that I should lose this tree; wherefore, go and pluck the branches from a wild olive–tree, and bring them hither unto me; and we will pluck off those main branches which are beginning to wither away, and we will cast them into the fire that they may be burned.
“And behold,” saith the Lord of the vineyard, “I take away many of these young and tender branches, and I will graft them whithersoever I will; and it mattereth not that if it so be that the root of this tree will perish, I may preserve the fruit thereof unto myself; wherefore, I will take these young and tender branches, and I will graft them whithersoever I will.
“Take thou the branches of the wild olive–tree, and graft them in, in the stead thereof; and these which I have plucked off I will cast into the fire and burn them, that they may not cumber the ground of my vineyard.”