Luke 15
1 Now all the tax collectors and sinners were gathering around to listen to Jesus.
| تَدا کَرَسَنْچایِنَح پاپِنَشْچَ لوکا اُپَدیشْکَتھاں شْروتُں یِیشوح سَمِیپَمْ آگَچّھَنْ۔ |
2 So the Pharisees and scribes began to grumble: “This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
| تَتَح پھِرُوشِنَ اُپادھْیایاشْچَ وِوَدَماناح کَتھَیاماسُح ایشَ مانُشَح پاپِبھِح سَہَ پْرَنَیَں کرِتْوا تَیح سارْدّھَں بھُںکْتے۔ |
3 Then Jesus told them this parable:
| تَدا سَ تیبھْیَ اِماں درِشْٹانْتَکَتھاں کَتھِتَوانْ، |
4 “What man among you, if he has a hundred sheep and loses one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the pasture and go after the one that is lost, until he finds it?
| کَسْیَچِتْ شَتَمیشیشُ تِشْٹھَتْمُ تیشامیکَں سَ یَدِ ہارَیَتِ تَرْہِ مَدھْییپْرانْتَرَمْ ایکونَشَتَمیشانْ وِہایَ ہارِتَمیشَسْیَ اُدّیشَپْراپْتِپَرْیَّنَتَں نَ گَویشَیَتِ، ایتادرِشو لوکو یُشْماکَں مَدھْیے کَ آسْتے؟ |
5 And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders,
| تَسْیودّیشَں پْراپْیَ ہرِشْٹَمَناسْتَں سْکَنْدھے نِدھایَ سْوَسْتھانَمْ آنِییَ بَنْدھُبانْدھَوَسَمِیپَواسِنَ آہُویَ وَکْتِ، |
6 comes home, and calls together his friends and neighbors to tell them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my lost sheep!’
| ہارِتَں میشَں پْراپْتوہَمْ اَتو ہیتو رْمَیا سارْدّھَمْ آنَنْدَتَ۔ |
7 In the same way, I tell you that there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous ones who do not need to repent.
| تَدْوَدَہَں یُشْمانْ وَدامِ، ییشاں مَنَحپَراوَرْتَّنَسْیَ پْرَیوجَنَں ناسْتِ، تادرِشَیکونَشَتَدھارْمِّکَکارَنادْ یَ آنَنْدَسْتَسْمادْ ایکَسْیَ مَنَحپَرِوَرْتِّنَح پاپِنَح کارَناتْ سْوَرْگے دھِکانَنْدو جایَتے۔ |
8 Or what woman who has ten silver coins and loses one of them does not light a lamp, sweep her house, and search carefully until she finds it?
| اَپَرَنْچَ دَشاناں رُوپْیَکھَنْڈانامْ ایکَکھَنْڈے ہارِتے پْرَدِیپَں پْرَجْوالْیَ گرِہَں سَمّارْجْیَ تَسْیَ پْراپْتِں یاوَدْ یَتْنینَ نَ گَویشَیَتِ، ایتادرِشِی یوشِتْ کاسْتے؟ |
9 And when she finds it, she calls together her friends and neighbors to say, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my lost coin.’
| پْراپْتے سَتِ بَنْدھُبانْدھَوَسَمِیپَواسِنِیراہُویَ کَتھَیَتِ، ہارِتَں رُوپْیَکھَنْڈَں پْراپْتاہَں تَسْمادیوَ مَیا سارْدّھَمْ آنَنْدَتَ۔ |
10 In the same way, I tell you, there is joy in the presence of God’s angels over one sinner who repents.”
| تَدْوَدَہَں یُشْمانْ وْیاہَرامِ، ایکینَ پاپِنا مَنَسِ پَرِوَرْتِّتے، اِیشْوَرَسْیَ دُوتاناں مَدھْییپْیانَنْدو جایَتے۔ |
11 Then Jesus said, “There was a man who had two sons.
| اَپَرَنْچَ سَ کَتھَیاماسَ، کَسْیَچِدْ دْوَو پُتْراواسْتاں، |
12 The younger son said to him, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.
| تَیوح کَنِشْٹھَح پُتْرَح پِتْرے کَتھَیاماسَ، ہے پِتَسْتَوَ سَمْپَتّیا یَمَںشَں پْراپْسْیامْیَہَں وِبھَجْیَ تَں دیہِ، تَتَح پِتا نِجاں سَمْپَتِّں وِبھَجْیَ تابھْیاں دَدَو۔ |
13 After a few days, the younger son got everything together and journeyed to a distant country, where he squandered his wealth in wild living.
| کَتِپَیاتْ کالاتْ پَرَں سَ کَنِشْٹھَپُتْرَح سَمَسْتَں دھَنَں سَںگرِہْیَ دُورَدیشَں گَتْوا دُشْٹاچَرَنینَ سَرْوّاں سَمْپَتِّں ناشَیاماسَ۔ |
14 After he had spent all he had, a severe famine swept through that country, and he began to be in need.
| تَسْیَ سَرْوَّدھَنے وْیَیَں گَتے تَدّیشے مَہادُرْبھِکْشَں بَبھُووَ، تَتَسْتَسْیَ دَینْیَدَشا بھَوِتُمْ آریبھے۔ |
15 So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him into his fields to feed the pigs.
| تَتَح پَرَں سَ گَتْوا تَدّیشِییَں گرِہَسْتھَمیکَمْ آشْرَیَتَ؛ تَتَح سَتَں شُوکَرَوْرَجَں چارَیِتُں پْرانْتَرَں پْریشَیاماسَ۔ |
16 He longed to fill his belly with the pods the pigs were eating, but no one would give him a thing.
| کیناپِ تَسْمَے بھَکْشْیاداناتْ سَ شُوکَرَپھَلَوَلْکَلینَ پِچِنْڈَپُورَناں وَوانْچھَ۔ |
17 Finally he came to his senses and said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have plenty of food? But here I am, starving to death!
| شیشے سَ مَنَسِ چیتَناں پْراپْیَ کَتھَیاماسَ، ہا مَمَ پِتُح سَمِیپے کَتِ کَتِ ویتَنَبھُجو داسا یَتھیشْٹَں تَتودھِکَنْچَ بھَکْشْیَں پْراپْنُوَنْتِ کِنْتْوَہَں کْشُدھا مُمُورْشُح۔ |
18 I will get up and go back to my father and say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.
| اَہَمُتّھایَ پِتُح سَمِیپَں گَتْوا کَتھامیتاں وَدِشْیامِ، ہے پِتَرْ اِیشْوَرَسْیَ تَوَ چَ وِرُدّھَں پاپَمَکَرَوَمْ |
19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Make me like one of your hired servants.”’
| تَوَ پُتْرَاِتِ وِکھْیاتو بھَوِتُں نَ یوگْیوسْمِ چَ، ماں تَوَ وَیتَنِکَں داسَں کرِتْوا سْتھاپَیَ۔ |
20 So he got up and went to his father. But while he was still in the distance, his father saw him and was filled with compassion. He ran to his son, embraced him, and kissed him.
| پَشْچاتْ سَ اُتّھایَ پِتُح سَمِیپَں جَگامَ؛ تَتَسْتَسْیَ پِتاتِدُورے تَں نِرِیکْشْیَ دَیانْچَکْرے، دھاوِتْوا تَسْیَ کَنْٹھَں گرِہِیتْوا تَں چُچُمْبَ چَ۔ |
21 The son declared, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’
| تَدا پُتْرَ اُواچَ، ہے پِتَرْ اِیشْوَرَسْیَ تَوَ چَ وِرُدّھَں پاپَمَکَرَوَں، تَوَ پُتْرَاِتِ وِکھْیاتو بھَوِتُں نَ یوگْیوسْمِ چَ۔ |
22 But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
| کِنْتُ تَسْیَ پِتا نِجَداسانْ آدِدیشَ، سَرْوّوتَّمَوَسْتْرانْیانِییَ پَرِدھاپَیَتَینَں ہَسْتے چانْگُرِییَکَمْ اَرْپَیَتَ پادَیوشْچوپانَہَو سَمَرْپَیَتَ؛ |
23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let us feast and celebrate.
| پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَمْ آنِییَ مارَیَتَ چَ تَں بھُکْتْوا وَیَمْ آنَنْدامَ۔ |
24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again! He was lost and is found!’ So they began to celebrate.
| یَتو مَمَ پُتْرویَمْ اَمْرِیَتَ پُنَرَجِیوِیدْ ہارِتَشْچَ لَبْدھوبھُوتْ تَتَسْتَ آنَنْدِتُمْ آریبھِرے۔ |
25 Meanwhile the older son was in the field, and as he approached the house, he heard music and dancing.
| تَتْکالے تَسْیَ جْییشْٹھَح پُتْرَح کْشیتْرَ آسِیتْ۔ اَتھَ سَ نِویشَنَسْیَ نِکَٹَں آگَچّھَنْ نرِتْیاناں وادْیانانْچَ شَبْدَں شْرُتْوا |
26 So he called one of the servants and asked what was going on.
| داسانامْ ایکَمْ آہُویَ پَپْرَچّھَ، کِں کارَنَمَسْیَ؟ |
27 ‘Your brother has returned,’ he said, ‘and your father has killed the fattened calf, because he has him back safe and sound.’
| تَتَح سووادِیتْ، تَوَ بھْراتاگَمَتْ، تَوَ تاتَشْچَ تَں سُشَرِیرَں پْراپْیَ پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَں مارِتَوانْ۔ |
28 The older son became angry and refused to go in. So his father came out and pleaded with him.
| تَتَح سَ پْرَکُپْیَ نِویشَنانْتَح پْرَویشْٹُں نَ سَمّینے؛ تَتَسْتَسْیَ پِتا بَہِراگَتْیَ تَں سادھَیاماسَ۔ |
29 But he answered his father, ‘Look, all these years I have served you and never disobeyed a commandment of yours. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends.
| تَتَح سَ پِتَرَں پْرَتْیُواچَ، پَشْیَ تَوَ کانْچِدَپْیاجْناں نَ وِلَںگھْیَ بَہُونْ وَتْسَرانْ اَہَں تْواں سیوے تَتھاپِ مِتْرَیح سارْدّھَمْ اُتْسَوَں کَرْتُّں کَداپِ چھاگَمیکَمَپِ مَہْیَں نادَداح؛ |
30 But when this son of yours returns from squandering your wealth with prostitutes, you kill the fattened calf for him!’
| کِنْتُ تَوَ یَح پُتْرو ویشْیاگَمَنادِبھِسْتَوَ سَمْپَتِّمْ اَپَوْیَیِتَوانْ تَسْمِنّاگَتَماتْرے تَسْیَیوَ نِمِتَّں پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَں مارِتَوانْ۔ |
31 ‘Son, you are always with me,’ the father said, ‘and all that is mine is yours.
| تَدا تَسْیَ پِتاووچَتْ، ہے پُتْرَ تْوَں سَرْوَّدا مَیا سَہاسِ تَسْمانْ مَمَ یَدْیَداسْتے تَتْسَرْوَّں تَوَ۔ |
32 But it was fitting to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’”
| کِنْتُ تَوایَں بھْراتا مرِتَح پُنَرَجِیوِیدْ ہارِتَشْچَ بھُوتْوا پْراپْتوبھُوتْ، ایتَسْماتْ کارَنادْ اُتْسَوانَنْدَو کَرْتُّمْ اُچِتَمَسْماکَمْ۔ |
