A certain man had two sons.
The younger son (to his father): Father, give me the portion of goods that falls to me.
And the father divided to them his living.
Not many days later, the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.
And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want.
And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and the citizen sent him into his fields to feed swine.
And he would gladly have filled his belly with the husks that the swine ate: and no man gave to him.
Then he came to himself.
The young man (to himself): How many hired servants of my father’s have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say to him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before you. I am not worthy to be called your son: make me as one of your hired servants.
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.
The son (to his father): Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in your sight, and am not worthy to be called your son.
The father (to his servants): Bring the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: and bring the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry: because this son of mine was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.
And they began to be merry.
Now his elder son was in the field: and as he came near the house, he heard music and dancing.
Elder son (to one of the servants): What do these things mean?
The servant: Your brother is come; and your father has killed the fatted calf, because he has received him safe and sound.
The elder brother was angry and would not go in to the celebration.
So his father came out and entreated him.
The elder son (to his father): These many years I have served you, and I have never disobeyed your commandment at any time. And yet you never gave me even a young goat, that I might make merry with my friends: But as soon as this son of yours was come, who has wasted your living with harlots, you have killed the fatted calf for him.
The father (to the elder son): Son, you are ever with me, and all that I have is yours. It was right that we should make merry, and be glad: because your brother was dead and is alive again. He was lost and now is found.