Luke 15
1 Now all the tax collectors and sinners were coming close to him to hear him.
| تَدا کَرَسَنْچایِنَح پاپِنَشْچَ لوکا اُپَدیشْکَتھاں شْروتُں یِیشوح سَمِیپَمْ آگَچّھَنْ۔ |
2 The Pharisees and the scribes murmured, saying, “This man welcomes sinners, and eats with them.”
| تَتَح پھِرُوشِنَ اُپادھْیایاشْچَ وِوَدَماناح کَتھَیاماسُح ایشَ مانُشَح پاپِبھِح سَہَ پْرَنَیَں کرِتْوا تَیح سارْدّھَں بھُںکْتے۔ |
3 He told them this parable:
| تَدا سَ تیبھْیَ اِماں درِشْٹانْتَکَتھاں کَتھِتَوانْ، |
4 “Which of you men, if you had one hundred sheep and lost one of them, wouldn’t leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the one that was lost, until he found it?
| کَسْیَچِتْ شَتَمیشیشُ تِشْٹھَتْمُ تیشامیکَں سَ یَدِ ہارَیَتِ تَرْہِ مَدھْییپْرانْتَرَمْ ایکونَشَتَمیشانْ وِہایَ ہارِتَمیشَسْیَ اُدّیشَپْراپْتِپَرْیَّنَتَں نَ گَویشَیَتِ، ایتادرِشو لوکو یُشْماکَں مَدھْیے کَ آسْتے؟ |
5 When he has found it, he carries it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
| تَسْیودّیشَں پْراپْیَ ہرِشْٹَمَناسْتَں سْکَنْدھے نِدھایَ سْوَسْتھانَمْ آنِییَ بَنْدھُبانْدھَوَسَمِیپَواسِنَ آہُویَ وَکْتِ، |
6 When he comes home, he calls together his friends and his neighbors, saying to them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep which was lost!’
| ہارِتَں میشَں پْراپْتوہَمْ اَتو ہیتو رْمَیا سارْدّھَمْ آنَنْدَتَ۔ |
7 I tell you that even so there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents, than over ninety-nine righteous people who need no repentance.
| تَدْوَدَہَں یُشْمانْ وَدامِ، ییشاں مَنَحپَراوَرْتَّنَسْیَ پْرَیوجَنَں ناسْتِ، تادرِشَیکونَشَتَدھارْمِّکَکارَنادْ یَ آنَنْدَسْتَسْمادْ ایکَسْیَ مَنَحپَرِوَرْتِّنَح پاپِنَح کارَناتْ سْوَرْگے دھِکانَنْدو جایَتے۔ |
8 “Or what woman, if she had ten drachma coins, if she lost one drachma coin, wouldn’t light a lamp, sweep the house, and seek diligently until she found it?
| اَپَرَنْچَ دَشاناں رُوپْیَکھَنْڈانامْ ایکَکھَنْڈے ہارِتے پْرَدِیپَں پْرَجْوالْیَ گرِہَں سَمّارْجْیَ تَسْیَ پْراپْتِں یاوَدْ یَتْنینَ نَ گَویشَیَتِ، ایتادرِشِی یوشِتْ کاسْتے؟ |
9 When she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found the drachma which I had lost!’
| پْراپْتے سَتِ بَنْدھُبانْدھَوَسَمِیپَواسِنِیراہُویَ کَتھَیَتِ، ہارِتَں رُوپْیَکھَنْڈَں پْراپْتاہَں تَسْمادیوَ مَیا سارْدّھَمْ آنَنْدَتَ۔ |
10 Even so, I tell you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner repenting.”
| تَدْوَدَہَں یُشْمانْ وْیاہَرامِ، ایکینَ پاپِنا مَنَسِ پَرِوَرْتِّتے، اِیشْوَرَسْیَ دُوتاناں مَدھْییپْیانَنْدو جایَتے۔ |
11 He said, “A certain man had two sons.
| اَپَرَنْچَ سَ کَتھَیاماسَ، کَسْیَچِدْ دْوَو پُتْراواسْتاں، |
12 The younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of your property.’ So he divided his livelihood between them.
| تَیوح کَنِشْٹھَح پُتْرَح پِتْرے کَتھَیاماسَ، ہے پِتَسْتَوَ سَمْپَتّیا یَمَںشَں پْراپْسْیامْیَہَں وِبھَجْیَ تَں دیہِ، تَتَح پِتا نِجاں سَمْپَتِّں وِبھَجْیَ تابھْیاں دَدَو۔ |
13 Not many days after, the younger son gathered all of this together and traveled into a far country. There he wasted his property with riotous living.
| کَتِپَیاتْ کالاتْ پَرَں سَ کَنِشْٹھَپُتْرَح سَمَسْتَں دھَنَں سَںگرِہْیَ دُورَدیشَں گَتْوا دُشْٹاچَرَنینَ سَرْوّاں سَمْپَتِّں ناشَیاماسَ۔ |
14 When he had spent all of it, there arose a severe famine in that country, and he began to be in need.
| تَسْیَ سَرْوَّدھَنے وْیَیَں گَتے تَدّیشے مَہادُرْبھِکْشَں بَبھُووَ، تَتَسْتَسْیَ دَینْیَدَشا بھَوِتُمْ آریبھے۔ |
15 He went and joined himself to one of the citizens of that country, and he sent him into his fields to feed pigs.
| تَتَح پَرَں سَ گَتْوا تَدّیشِییَں گرِہَسْتھَمیکَمْ آشْرَیَتَ؛ تَتَح سَتَں شُوکَرَوْرَجَں چارَیِتُں پْرانْتَرَں پْریشَیاماسَ۔ |
16 He wanted to fill his belly with the pods that the pigs ate, but no one gave him any.
| کیناپِ تَسْمَے بھَکْشْیاداناتْ سَ شُوکَرَپھَلَوَلْکَلینَ پِچِنْڈَپُورَناں وَوانْچھَ۔ |
17 But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough to spare, and I’m dying with hunger!
| 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 to my father, and will tell him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight.
| اَہَمُتّھایَ پِتُح سَمِیپَں گَتْوا کَتھامیتاں وَدِشْیامِ، ہے پِتَرْ اِیشْوَرَسْیَ تَوَ چَ وِرُدّھَں پاپَمَکَرَوَمْ |
19 I am no more worthy to be called your son. Make me as one of your hired servants.”’
| تَوَ پُتْرَاِتِ وِکھْیاتو بھَوِتُں نَ یوگْیوسْمِ چَ، ماں تَوَ وَیتَنِکَں داسَں کرِتْوا سْتھاپَیَ۔ |
20 “He arose and came to his father. But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was moved with compassion, and ran, fell on his neck, and kissed him.
| پَشْچاتْ سَ اُتّھایَ پِتُح سَمِیپَں جَگامَ؛ تَتَسْتَسْیَ پِتاتِدُورے تَں نِرِیکْشْیَ دَیانْچَکْرے، دھاوِتْوا تَسْیَ کَنْٹھَں گرِہِیتْوا تَں چُچُمْبَ چَ۔ |
21 The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight. 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, ‘Bring out the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet.
| کِنْتُ تَسْیَ پِتا نِجَداسانْ آدِدیشَ، سَرْوّوتَّمَوَسْتْرانْیانِییَ پَرِدھاپَیَتَینَں ہَسْتے چانْگُرِییَکَمْ اَرْپَیَتَ پادَیوشْچوپانَہَو سَمَرْپَیَتَ؛ |
23 Bring the fattened calf, kill it, and let’s eat and celebrate;
| پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَمْ آنِییَ مارَیَتَ چَ تَں بھُکْتْوا وَیَمْ آنَنْدامَ۔ |
24 for this, my son, was dead and is alive again. He was lost and is found.’ Then they began to celebrate.
| یَتو مَمَ پُتْرویَمْ اَمْرِیَتَ پُنَرَجِیوِیدْ ہارِتَشْچَ لَبْدھوبھُوتْ تَتَسْتَ آنَنْدِتُمْ آریبھِرے۔ |
25 “Now his elder son was in the field. As he came near to the house, he heard music and dancing.
| تَتْکالے تَسْیَ جْییشْٹھَح پُتْرَح کْشیتْرَ آسِیتْ۔ اَتھَ سَ نِویشَنَسْیَ نِکَٹَں آگَچّھَنْ نرِتْیاناں وادْیانانْچَ شَبْدَں شْرُتْوا |
26 He called one of the servants to him and asked what was going on.
| داسانامْ ایکَمْ آہُویَ پَپْرَچّھَ، کِں کارَنَمَسْیَ؟ |
27 He said to him, ‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fattened calf, because he has received him back safe and healthy.’
| تَتَح سووادِیتْ، تَوَ بھْراتاگَمَتْ، تَوَ تاتَشْچَ تَں سُشَرِیرَں پْراپْیَ پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَں مارِتَوانْ۔ |
28 But he was angry and would not go in. Therefore his father came out and begged him.
| تَتَح سَ پْرَکُپْیَ نِویشَنانْتَح پْرَویشْٹُں نَ سَمّینے؛ تَتَسْتَسْیَ پِتا بَہِراگَتْیَ تَں سادھَیاماسَ۔ |
29 But he answered his father, ‘Behold, these many years I have served you, and I never disobeyed a commandment of yours, but you never gave me a goat, that I might 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 your son came, who has devoured your living with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him.’
| کِنْتُ تَوَ یَح پُتْرو ویشْیاگَمَنادِبھِسْتَوَ سَمْپَتِّمْ اَپَوْیَیِتَوانْ تَسْمِنّاگَتَماتْرے تَسْیَیوَ نِمِتَّں پُشْٹَں گووَتْسَں مارِتَوانْ۔ |
31 “He said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, 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 appropriate to celebrate and be glad, for this, your brother, 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۔ |
