Luke 15
1 Now all the publicans and sinners were drawing near unto him to hear him.
Basi asonjezya abhesonga bhonti na bhala abhibhi bhali bhahukaribira bhamwovwe.
2 And both the Pharisees and the scribes murmured, saying, This man receiveth sinners, and eateth with them.
Afalisayo na simbi bhauna bhayanga, “Omuntu ono abhakaribizya abhe mbibhi nantele alya nabho.”
3 And he spake unto them this parable, saying,
Wabhabhola omfano ogu wayanga
4 What man of you, having a hundred sheep, and having lost one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
“Wenu hwilimwe yali nengole mia nkatejire emo yasagazileha zira tisini na tisa mwipoli, abhale ayanze ele yetejile hata eyilore?
5 And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
Wape nkashile walola ahubheha mmapongo gakwe ashimile.
6 And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and his neighbors, saying unto them, Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep which was lost.
Nafiha akhaya yakwe, abhakwizya arafiki bhakwe na jirani bhakwe abhabhore shimaji pandwemo nane, afwanaje enjajile engore yane yehatejire.'
7 I say unto you, that even so there shall be joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, [more] than over ninety and nine righteous persons, who need no repentance.
embabhola shesho hwanyibha ashime amwanya kwajili ya bhibhi omo yaramba ashile abhinza tisini na tisa ambao sebhalamba
8 Or what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a lamp, and sweep the house, and seek diligently until she find it?
Nu hulino she wele yali nesilinje kumi nkawatezya esilinje emo, sahwasya okhozyo n ahwose mnyumba na hwanze hubidii hata ayilole?
9 And when she hath found it, she calleth together her friends and neighbors, saying, Rejoice with me, for I have found the piece which I had lost.
Na nkashile ayilole abhakwizya arafiki bhakwa na jirani bhakwe abhabhola shimaji pandwemo nane afwanaje enjajile esilinje ela yehatejire.
10 Even so, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth.
Embabhola shesho hulisongwe hwitagalila elya kuwa abha Ngolobhe kwajiri yola obhibhi omo yaramba.”
11 And he said, A certain man had two sons:
Wayanga, “Omntu omo alinabhana bhabhele
12 and the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of [thy] substance that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living.
ola ododo wabhola oyise, Baba mpele eshemu eye shoma yegwela. Wabhagabhila evintu vyakwe.
13 And not many days after, the younger son gathered all together and took his journey into a far country; and there he wasted his substance with riotous living.
Hata pitagalila ensiku senyinji ola ododo wabhonganya vyonti wasogora abhale ensi eya ohutari wanankanya eshoma shakwe ohwo humaisha ege uhuni.
14 And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that country; and he began to be in want.
Nawabha anankenye eshoma shonti enzala egosi ehinjiye mnsi ela omwahale wape wanda ahwanze.
15 And he went and joined himself to one of the citizens of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine.
Wabhala wakhata nokhaya omo owensi ela, wape atwaliile hugonda gwakwe arere engorobhe.
16 And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him.
Wabha atamari alya amakhondo gazyalyanga egorobhe wala nomo omntu yapanga ahantu.
17 But when he came to himself he said, How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish here with hunger!
Nawasebhelela humwoyo gwakwe ayanjila bhali bhalenga abhomba mbomba hwa babawane bhabhalya eshalye nasagazye nane epa efwa nenzala!
18 I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight:
Embasogole embabhale hwa baba wane na hubhole, “Baba enkosile juu eye mwanya na hwitagalila lyaho.
19 I am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants.
Sehwanziwa akwiziwe mwana waho nantele; mbombo neshe abhombambo bhabho.”
20 And he arose, and came to his father. But while he was yet afar off, his father saw him, and was moved with compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.
Wasogola wabhala hwa yise. Nalisa hutali oyise wakwe alolile walolela husajire wabhala sashembela wagwele msingo wayayila tee.
21 And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight: I am no more worthy to be called thy son.
Ola omwana wabhola, 'oyise enkosile juu yemwanya na hwitalila lyaho sehwanziwa akwiziwa mwana waho nantele.'
22 But the father said to his servants, Bring forth quickly the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet:
Lelo oyise abhabholele abhombambombo bhakwe, 'leti nanali omwenda gawguli gwinza, mkwenesye peli nepete mshidole na virato.
23 and bring the fatted calf, [and] kill it, and let us eat, and make merry:
Reti endama ela yenonile msizile nate tilye nashime.
24 for this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.
Afwanaje ono omwana wane ali afwiye wape azyoshele. Ali atejira wape abhoneshe bhanda ashanjilile.
25 Now his elder son was in the field: and as he came and drew nigh to the house, he heard music and dancing.
Basi ola omwana wakwe ogosi ali hugonda. Nali ahwenza napalamile pakhaga ahovwezye amazu ege ngoma na shawa hwanga.
26 And he called to him one of the servants, and inquired what these things might be.
Wakwizya obhomba mbombo omo wabhozya amambo ego geyenu?
27 And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound.
Wabhola oholo waho ayenzele no yise waho asinziye endama yenonile apwanje amwajile nantele ali mwomi.'
28 But he was angry, and would not go in: and his father came out, and entreated him.
Wavitwa wakhana ahwinjile mhati basi oyise wafumire hwonze walabha.
29 But he answered and said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, and I never transgressed a commandment of thine; and [yet] thou never gavest me a kid, that I might make merry with my friends:
Wagalula oyise wakwe wayanga, 'Enya ane ebhombeye amaha galenga ega wala senkosile endajizyo zyaho wakati wawonti, lelo sompiye ane enya na ye mbuzi embombe ashime na rafiki bhane.
30 but when this thy son came, who hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou killedst for him the fatted calf.
Lelo nawenza ono omwana waho yaliye vintu vyaho pandwemo na malaya asinziye omwahale endama yenonile.
31 And he said unto him, Son, thou art ever with me, and all that is mine is thine.
Wabhola, 'Mwana wane, awe olipandwemo nane ensiku zyonti vyendi navyo vya huliwe.
32 But it was meet to make merry and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive [again]; and [was] lost, and is found.
Antele abhombe ashima ne shangwe ehali yelazima afwanaje; ali atejile wape abhoneshe.”
