فِي وَسَطِ سُوقِهَا وَعَلَى النَّهْرِ مِنْ هُنَا وَمِنْ هُنَاكَ، شَجَرَةُ حَيَاةٍ تَصْنَعُ اثْنَتَيْ عَشْرَةَ ثَمَرَةً، وَتُعْطِي كُلَّ شَهْرٍ ثَمَرَهَا، وَوَرَقُ الشَّجَرَةِ لِشِفَاءِ الأُمَمِ.
In the midst of the street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.