Luke 15
1 Now all the tax collectors and sinners were coming close to him to hear him.
tadā karasañcāyinaḥ pāpinaśca lōkā upadēśkathāṁ śrōtuṁ yīśōḥ samīpam āgacchan|
2 The Pharisees and the scribes murmured, saying, “This man welcomes sinners, and eats with them.”
tataḥ phirūśina upādhyāyāśca vivadamānāḥ kathayāmāsuḥ ēṣa mānuṣaḥ pāpibhiḥ saha praṇayaṁ kr̥tvā taiḥ sārddhaṁ bhuṁktē|
3 He told them this parable:
tadā sa tēbhya imāṁ dr̥ṣṭāntakathāṁ kathitavān,
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?
kasyacit śatamēṣēṣu tiṣṭhatmu tēṣāmēkaṁ sa yadi hārayati tarhi madhyēprāntaram ēkōnaśatamēṣān vihāya hāritamēṣasya uddēśaprāptiparyyanataṁ na gavēṣayati, ētādr̥śō lōkō yuṣmākaṁ madhyē ka āstē?
5 When he has found it, he carries it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
tasyōddēśaṁ prāpya hr̥ṣṭamanāstaṁ skandhē nidhāya svasthānam ānīya bandhubāndhavasamīpavāsina āhūya vakti,
6 When he comes home, he calls together his friends and his neighbours, saying to them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep which was lost!’
hāritaṁ mēṣaṁ prāptōham atō hētō rmayā sārddham ānandata|
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.
tadvadahaṁ yuṣmān vadāmi, yēṣāṁ manaḥparāvarttanasya prayōjanaṁ nāsti, tādr̥śaikōnaśatadhārmmikakāraṇād ya ānandastasmād ēkasya manaḥparivarttinaḥ pāpinaḥ kāraṇāt svargē 'dhikānandō jāyatē|
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?
aparañca daśānāṁ rūpyakhaṇḍānām ēkakhaṇḍē hāritē pradīpaṁ prajvālya gr̥haṁ sammārjya tasya prāptiṁ yāvad yatnēna na gavēṣayati, ētādr̥śī yōṣit kāstē?
9 When she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbours, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found the drachma which I had lost!’
prāptē sati bandhubāndhavasamīpavāsinīrāhūya kathayati, hāritaṁ rūpyakhaṇḍaṁ prāptāhaṁ tasmādēva mayā sārddham ānandata|
10 Even so, I tell you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner repenting.”
tadvadahaṁ yuṣmān vyāharāmi, ēkēna pāpinā manasi parivarttitē, īśvarasya dūtānāṁ madhyēpyānandō jāyatē|
11 He said, “A certain man had two sons.
aparañca sa kathayāmāsa, kasyacid dvau putrāvāstāṁ,
12 The younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of your property.’ So he divided his livelihood between them.
tayōḥ kaniṣṭhaḥ putraḥ pitrē kathayāmāsa, hē pitastava sampattyā yamaṁśaṁ prāpsyāmyahaṁ vibhajya taṁ dēhi, tataḥ pitā nijāṁ sampattiṁ vibhajya tābhyāṁ dadau|
13 Not many days after, the younger son gathered all of this together and travelled into a far country. There he wasted his property with riotous living.
katipayāt kālāt paraṁ sa kaniṣṭhaputraḥ samastaṁ dhanaṁ saṁgr̥hya dūradēśaṁ gatvā duṣṭācaraṇēna sarvvāṁ sampattiṁ nāśayāmāsa|
14 When he had spent all of it, there arose a severe famine in that country, and he began to be in need.
tasya sarvvadhanē vyayaṁ gatē taddēśē mahādurbhikṣaṁ babhūva, tatastasya dainyadaśā bhavitum ārēbhē|
15 He went and joined himself to one of the citizens of that country, and he sent him into his fields to feed pigs.
tataḥ paraṁ sa gatvā taddēśīyaṁ gr̥hasthamēkam āśrayata; tataḥ sataṁ śūkaravrajaṁ cārayituṁ prāntaraṁ prēṣayāmāsa|
16 He wanted to fill his belly with the pods that the pigs ate, but no one gave him any.
kēnāpi tasmai bhakṣyādānāt sa śūkaraphalavalkalēna piciṇḍapūraṇāṁ vavāñcha|
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!
śēṣē sa manasi cētanāṁ prāpya kathayāmāsa, hā mama pituḥ samīpē kati kati vētanabhujō dāsā yathēṣṭaṁ tatōdhikañca bhakṣyaṁ prāpnuvanti kintvahaṁ kṣudhā mumūrṣuḥ|
18 I will get up and go to my father, and will tell him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight.
ahamutthāya pituḥ samīpaṁ gatvā kathāmētāṁ vadiṣyāmi, hē pitar īśvarasya tava ca viruddhaṁ pāpamakaravam
19 I am no more worthy to be called your son. Make me as one of your hired servants.”’
tava putra̮iti vikhyātō bhavituṁ na yōgyōsmi ca, māṁ tava vaitanikaṁ dāsaṁ kr̥tvā sthāpaya|
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.
paścāt sa utthāya pituḥ samīpaṁ jagāma; tatastasya pitātidūrē taṁ nirīkṣya dayāñcakrē, dhāvitvā tasya kaṇṭhaṁ gr̥hītvā taṁ cucumba ca|
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.’
tadā putra uvāca, hē pitar īśvarasya tava ca viruddhaṁ pāpamakaravaṁ, tava putra̮iti vikhyātō bhavituṁ na yōgyōsmi ca|
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.
kintu tasya pitā nijadāsān ādidēśa, sarvvōttamavastrāṇyānīya paridhāpayatainaṁ hastē cāṅgurīyakam arpayata pādayōścōpānahau samarpayata;
23 Bring the fattened calf, kill it, and let’s eat and celebrate;
puṣṭaṁ gōvatsam ānīya mārayata ca taṁ bhuktvā vayam ānandāma|
24 for this, my son, was dead and is alive again. He was lost and is found.’ Then they began to celebrate.
yatō mama putrōyam amriyata punarajīvīd hāritaśca labdhōbhūt tatasta ānanditum ārēbhirē|
25 “Now his elder son was in the field. As he came near to the house, he heard music and dancing.
tatkālē tasya jyēṣṭhaḥ putraḥ kṣētra āsīt| atha sa nivēśanasya nikaṭaṁ āgacchan nr̥tyānāṁ vādyānāñca śabdaṁ śrutvā
26 He called one of the servants to him and asked what was going on.
dāsānām ēkam āhūya papraccha, kiṁ kāraṇamasya?
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.’
tataḥ sōvādīt, tava bhrātāgamat, tava tātaśca taṁ suśarīraṁ prāpya puṣṭaṁ gōvatsaṁ māritavān|
28 But he was angry and would not go in. Therefore his father came out and begged him.
tataḥ sa prakupya nivēśanāntaḥ pravēṣṭuṁ na sammēnē; tatastasya pitā bahirāgatya taṁ sādhayāmāsa|
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.
tataḥ sa pitaraṁ pratyuvāca, paśya tava kāñcidapyājñāṁ na vilaṁghya bahūn vatsarān ahaṁ tvāṁ sēvē tathāpi mitraiḥ sārddham utsavaṁ karttuṁ kadāpi chāgamēkamapi mahyaṁ nādadāḥ;
30 But when this your son came, who has devoured your living with prostitutes, you killed the fattened calf for him.’
kintu tava yaḥ putrō vēśyāgamanādibhistava sampattim apavyayitavān tasminnāgatamātrē tasyaiva nimittaṁ puṣṭaṁ gōvatsaṁ māritavān|
31 “He said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours.
tadā tasya pitāvōcat, hē putra tvaṁ sarvvadā mayā sahāsi tasmān mama yadyadāstē tatsarvvaṁ tava|
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.’”
kintu tavāyaṁ bhrātā mr̥taḥ punarajīvīd hāritaśca bhūtvā prāptōbhūt, ētasmāt kāraṇād utsavānandau karttum ucitamasmākam|
