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1 Then drew near unto him all the pub­li­cans and sin­ners for to hear him. 2 And the Phar­isees and scribes mur­mured, say­ing, This man re­ceiveth sin­ners, and eateth with them. 3 And he spake this para­ble unto them, say­ing, 4 What man of you, hav­ing an hun­dred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the nine­ty and nine in the wilder­ness, and go af­ter that which is lost, un­til he find it? 5 And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoul­ders, re­joic­ing. 6 And when he cometh home, he cal­leth to­geth­er his friends and neigh­bours, say­ing unto them, Re­joice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost. 7 I say unto you, that like­wise joy shall be in heav­en over one sin­ner that re­pen­teth, more than over nine­ty and nine just per­sons, which need no re­pen­tance. 8 Ei­ther what wom­an hav­ing ten pieces of sil­ver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a can­dle, and sweep the house, and seek dili­gent­ly till she find it? 9 And when she hath found it, she cal­leth her friends and her neigh­bours to­geth­er, say­ing, Re­joice with me; for I have found the piece which I had lost. 10 Like­wise, I say unto you, there is joy in the pres­ence of the an­gels of God over one sin­ner that re­pen­teth. 11 And he said, A cer­tain man had two sons: 12 And the younger of them said to his fa­ther, Fa­ther, give me the por­tion of goods that fal­l­eth ­to me. And he di­vid­ed unto them his liv­ing. 13 And not many days af­ter the younger son gath­ered all to­geth­er, and took his jour­ney into a far coun­try, and there wast­ed his sub­stance with ri­otous liv­ing. 14 And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he be­gan to be in want. 15 And he went and joined him­self to a cit­i­zen of that coun­try; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. 16 And he would fain have filled his bel­ly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. 17 And when he came to him­self, he said, How many hired ser­vants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I per­ish with hunger! 18 I will arise and go to my fa­ther, and will say unto him, Fa­ther, I have sinned against heav­en, and be­fore thee, 19 And am no more wor­thy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired ser­vants. 20 And he arose, and came to his fa­ther. But when he was yet a great way off, his fa­ther saw him, and had com­pas­sion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him. 21 And the son said unto him, Fa­ther, I have sinned against heav­en, and in thy sight, and am no more wor­thy to be called thy son. 22 But the fa­ther said to his ser­vants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: 23 And bring hith­er the fat­ted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be mer­ry: 24 For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they be­gan to be mer­ry. 25 Now his el­der son was in the field: and as he came and drew nigh to the house, he heard mu­sick and danc­ing. 26 And he called one of the ser­vants, and asked what these things meant. 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. 28 And he was an­gry, and would not go in: there­fore came his fa­ther out, and in­treat­ed him. 29 And he an­swer­ing said to his fa­ther, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, nei­ther trans­gressed I at any time thy com­mand­ment: and yet thou nev­er gavest me a kid, that I might make mer­ry with my friends: 30 But as soon as this thy son was come, which hath de­voured thy liv­ing with har­lots, thou hast killed for him the fat­ted calf. 31 And he said unto him, Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine. 32 It was meet that we should make mer­ry, and be glad: for this thy broth­er was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.