Luke 15
1 Aru ek din poisa utha manu khan aru dusra paapi manu khan Jisu laga kotha huni bole nimite ahise.
But all the tax-collectors and the sinners were, unto him, drawing near, to be hearkening unto him;
2 Kintu Pharisee khan aru niyom likha khan ekjon-ekjon logote koi thakise, “Etu manu paapi khan ke mate, aru taikhan logote bohi kene khai.”
and both the Pharisees and the Scribes were murmuring, saying, This man, unto sinners, giveth welcome, and eateth with them.
3 Titia Jisu he etu dristanto taikhan ke koise,
And he spake unto them this parable, saying—
4 “Yate kun ase, jun logote eksoh mer ase kintu tai ekta haraise koile, tai ninyanve ke jongol te chari kene jun to haraise etu ke bisari bole najabo?
What man from among you, having a hundred sheep, and losing, from among them, one, doth not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go his way after the lost one, until he find it?
5 Aru jitia tai etu mer to pai jai, tai laga pithite uthaikene khushi pora loi ane.
And, finding it, he layeth it upon his shoulders, rejoicing;
6 Jitia tai ghor te ahijai, tai sobke mate, tai laga sathi aru usorte thaka manu khan ke koi, ‘Moi logot khushi koribi, moi laga harai ja-a mer paise.’
and, coming unto his house, calleth together the friends and the neighbours, saying unto them—Rejoice with me! because I have found my sheep that was lost!
7 Moi tumikhan ke koi ase, sorgote bhi eneka khushi koribo jitia ekjon paapi manu mon ghurai kene ahibo, etu ninyanve thaka pora bhi bisi khushi hobo, kele koile taikhan to mon ghura bole eku nai.
I say unto you—Thus, joy in heaven, will there be, over one sinner repenting, rather than over ninety-nine righteous persons, who indeed have, no need, of repentance.
8 Aru kun mahila, jun logote dosta chandi poisa thakise, jodi ekta harai diye, titia tai saaki jolai kene ghor jharu marikena sob sapha kori bisaribo nohoi jitia tak etu poisa napai?
Or, what woman, having, ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a lamp, and sweep the house, and seek carefully, until she find it?
9 Aru jitia tai pai loi, tai laga sathi aru ghor usorte thaka manu khan ke matikena, koi ‘Moi logote khushi koribi, kelemane moi laga harai juwa poisa to moi paise.’
And, having found it, she calleth together her female friends and neighbours, saying—Rejoice with me! because I have found the piece of silver which I had lost.
10 Etu nisena he, Moi tumikhan ke koi ase, aru Isor laga sorgodoth majote bhi khushi hoi jitia ekjon paapi manu mon ghurai kene ahe.”
Thus, I say unto you, there ariseth joy in presence of the messengers of God, over one sinner repenting.
11 Titia Jisu he koise, “Ekjon manu laga duita chokra thakise,
And he said—A certain man, had two sons.
12 aru chutu chokra pora baba ke koise, ‘Baba, moi laga dhun sompoti te ki bhag ase etu moike dibi.’ Titia tai laga baba pora dui bhag kori kene duijon ke di dise.
And the younger of them said unto the father—Father! give me the share that falleth to me, of what there is. And, he, divided unto them the living.
13 Aru bisi din nohoi kene, chutu chokra tai laga ki ase etu sob joma kori kene dur jagate jai jaise, aru ta te tai laga sob dhun sompoti cholai kene khotom kori dise.
And, after not many days, the younger son, gathering all together, left home for a country far away, and, there, squandered his substance with riotous living.
14 Jitia tai logote ki thakise etu sob khotom hoi jaise, titia etu pura desh te dangor akaal ahi jaise, aru tai bisi dukh paise.
And, when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine throughout that country, —and, he, began to be in want.
15 Titia tai kaam bisari kene ekta manu laga ghor te jaise, aru etu manu pora taike kheti te gahori ke dana khila bo nimite pathai dise.
And he went his way, and joined himself unto one of the citizens of that country, and he sent him into his fields to be feeding swine.
16 Tai bisi bhuk laga pora gahori dana hoilebi khabo bhabi kene jaise, kintu tai khabole eku pa-a nai.
And he used to long to be filled with the pods which the swine were eating; and, no man, was giving unto him.
17 Jitia tai nijor laga halat dikhise, tai nijorke kotha korise, ‘Moi laga baba ghor te kiman jon hajira kora manu khan ase taikhan bhi pet bhorta kha-luwa khabo pai, kintu moi yate bhuk pora mori bole ase!
But coming, to himself, he said—How many hired servants of my father, have bread enough and to spare, whereas, I, with famine, here, am perishing!
18 Moi tayar kene moi laga baba ghor te jabo, aru taike kobo, “Baba, moi sorgo aru apuni age te paap korise.
I will arise, and go unto my father, and will say unto him—Father! I have sinned against heaven, and before thee:
19 Moi apuni laga chokra kobole layak nai; moike bhi apuni laga ekjon hajira manu nisena he bonai kene rakhibi.’”
No longer, am I worthy to be called a son of thine, —Make me as one of thy hired servants. And he arose, and came unto his own father.
20 Titia tai uthi kene baba laga ghor te jaise. Jitia tai dur te he thakise, tai laga baba pora dikhise aru morom pora bhorta hoi jaise, aru polaikene taike dhurise aru chuma dise.
Now, while yet he was holding afar off, his father saw him, and was moved with compassion, and, running, fell upon his neck, and tenderly kissed him.
21 Titia chokra pora koise, ‘Baba, moi sorgote thaka Isor aru apuni usorte paap korise. Moi apuni laga chokra kobole layak nai.’
And the son said unto him—Father! I have sinned against heaven, and before thee: No longer, am I worthy to be called a son of thine, —[make me as one of thy hired servants.]
22 Kintu baba pora tai laga noukar khan ke koise, ‘Sobse bhal kapra joldi anibi, aru taike lagai dibi, aru tai laga anguli te anguthi lagai dibi, aru notun chapal bhi lagai dibi.
But the father said unto his servants—Quick! bring forth a robe—the best! and put on him, and get out a ring for his hand, and sandals for his feet.
23 Aru sobse bhal guru laga bacha to ani kene maribi, aru moi khan sob kha luwa kori kene khushi koribo!
And be bringing the fatted calf, sacrifice! and let us eat and make merry:
24 Kelemane moi laga chokra to mori jaisele, kintu etiya jinda hoise; tai harai jaise, kintu etiya pai loise.’ Titia taikhan sob khushi korise.
Because, this my son, was, dead, and hath come to life again, was lost, and is found. And they began to be making merry.
25 Etu homoi te tai laga dangor chokra kheti te thakise. Jitia tai ghor usorte ponchise, tai manu khan gana kori kene nachi thaka awaj hunise.
But his elder son was in a field; and, as, in coming, he drew near unto the house, he heard music and dancing, —
26 Titia tai ekjon noukar ke matikena ki hoi ase etu hudise.
and, calling near one of the youths, he inquired what these things, could be.
27 Titia noukar pora koise, ‘Tumi laga bhai wapas ahise aru tumi laga baba pora sobse bhal guru laga bacha katise. Kelemane baba pora tumi laga bhai ke bhal kori kene wapas pai loise.’
And, he, said unto him, —Thy brother, hath come, and thy father hath sacrificed the fatted calf, because, safe and sound, hath he received him back.
28 Kintu dangor chokra to khong uthise aru bhitor te jabole mon kora nai, etu karone tai laga baba bahar te ulaikene taike ahibole nimite matise.
But he was provoked to anger, and would not go in. And, his father, coming out, began to entreat him.
29 Kintu dangor chokra pora tai laga baba ke koise, ‘Sabi, iman saal moi apuni nimite kaam korise, aru kitia bhi niyom bhanga nai, hoilebi apuni moike ekta chutu saguli bhi diya nai ami laga sathi khan logote jai kene khushi kori bole,
But, he, answering said unto his father—Lo! so many years as these, do I serve thee, and, at no time, a commandment of thine, have I transgressed, —And, unto me, at no time, hast thou given a kid, that, with my friends, I might make merry;
30 kintu jitia apuni laga etu chokra ahise, jun he apuni laga dhun sompoti sob to biya kaam kori kene phelai dise, tai nimite apuni sobse bhal guru laga bacha to katise.’
But, when, this thy son, who had devoured thy living with harlots, came, thou didst sacrifice, for him, the fatted calf;
31 Titia baba taike koise, ‘Bacha, tumi hodai moi logote ase, aru etu sob to tumi laga he ase.
But, he, said unto him—Child! thou, always, art, with me, and, all that is mine, is, thine;
32 Kintu etu kha luwa kori kene khushi kori bole nimite dorkar thakise, kelemane tumi laga etu bhai jinda ase; tai harai jaisele, hoilebi etiya taike pai loise.’”
But, to make merry and rejoice, there was need, because, this thy brother—was, dead, and hath come to life again, and was lost, and is found.
