I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman.

I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.

The True Vine

Those abiding within the vine bring forth much fruit.

For their rock is not as our Rock, even our enemies themselves being judges.

For their vine is of the vine of Sodom, and of the fields of Gomorrah: their grapes are grapes of gall, their clusters are bitter:

Without their vine, they can do nothing.

The Vine of Sodom

They abide in their vine.

The electrical grid is their "vine"