Luke 15
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Now the publicans and sinners drew near unto him to hear him.
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And the Pharisees and the scribes murmured, saying: This man receiveth sinners, and
eateth with them.
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And he spoke to them this parable, saying:
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What man of you that hath an hundred sheep: and if he shall lose one of them, doth
he not leave the ninety-nine in the desert, and go after that which was lost, until
he find it?
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And when he hath found it, lay it upon his shoulders, rejoicing:
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And coming home, call together his friends and neighbours, saying to them: Rejoice
with me, because I have found my sheep that was lost?
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I say to you, that even so there shall be joy in heaven upon one sinner that doth
penance, more than upon ninety-nine just who need not penance.
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Or what woman having ten groats; if she lose one groat, doth not light a candle, and
sweep the house, and seek diligently until she find it?
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And when she hath found it, call together her friends and neighbours, saying: Rejoice
with me, because I have found the groat which I had lost.
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So I say to you, there shall be joy before the angels of God upon one sinner doing
penance.
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And he said: A certain man had two sons:
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And the younger of them said to his father: Father, give me the portion of substance
that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his substance.
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And not many days after, the younger son, gathering all together, went abroad into
a far country: and there wasted his substance, living riotously.
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And after he had spent all, there came a mighty famine in that country; and he began
to be in want.
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And he went and cleaved to one of the citizens of that country. And he sent him into
his farm to feed swine.
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And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks the swine did eat; and no man
gave unto him.
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And returning to himself, he said: How many hired servants in my father's house abound
with bread, and I here perish with hunger?
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I will arise, and will go to my father, and say to him: Father, I have sinned against
heaven, and before thee:
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I am not worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.
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And rising up he came to his father. And when he was yet a great way off, his father
saw him, and was moved with compassion, and running to him fell upon his neck, and
kissed him.
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And the son said to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, I
am not now worthy to be called thy son.
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And the father said to his servants: Bring forth quickly the first robe, and put it
on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet:
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And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it, and let us eat and make merry:
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Because this my son was dead, and is come to life again: was lost, and is found. And
they began to be merry.
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Now his elder son was in the field, and when he came and drew nigh to the house, he
heard music and dancing:
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And he called one of the servants, and asked what these things meant.
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And he said to him: Thy brother is come, and thy father hath killed the fatted calf,
because he hath received him safe.
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And he was angry, and would not go in. His father therefore coming out began to entreat
him.
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And he answering, said to his father: Behold, for so many years do I serve thee, and
I have never transgressed thy commandment, and yet thou hast never given me a kid
to make merry with my friends:
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But as soon as this thy son is come, who hath devoured his substance with harlots,
thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
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But he said to him: Son, thou art always with me, and all I have is thine.
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But it was fit that we should make merry and be glad, for this thy brother was dead
and is come to life again; he was lost, and is found.