Luke 15:1-23

¹Then resorted vnto him all the publicans and synners for to heare him.

²And the pharises and scribes murmured sayinge: He receaved to his company synners and eateth with them.

³Then put he forthe this similitude to the sayinge:

⁴What man of you havynge an hundred shepe yf he loose one of thee doth not leve nynty and nyne in the wyldernes and goo after that which is loost vntyll he fynde him?

⁵And when he hath founde him he putteth him on his shulders with ioye:

⁶And assone as he cometh home he calleth to gedder his lovers and neghbours sayinge vnto them: reioyse with me for I have founde my shepe which was loost.

⁷I say vnto you that lyke wyse ioye shalbe in heven over one synner that repenteth moore then over nynety and nyne iuste persons whiche nede noo repentaunce.

⁸Ether what woman havynge .x. grotes yf she loose one doth not lyght a candell and swepe the housse and seke diligently tyll she fynde it?

⁹And when she hath founde it she calleth her lovers and her neghbours sayinge: Reioyce with me for I have founde the groate which I had loost.

¹⁰Lykwyse I saye vnto you ioye is made in the presence of the angels of god over one synner that repenteth.

¹¹And he sayde: a certayne man had two sonnes

¹²and the yonger of them sayde to his father: father geve me my parte of the goodes that to me belongeth. And he devided vnto them his substaunce.

¹³And not longe after the yonger sonne gaddered all that he had to gedder and toke his iorney into a farre countre and theare he wasted his goodes with royetous lyvinge.

¹⁴And when he had spent all that he had ther rose a greate derth thorow out all that same londe and he began to lacke.

¹⁵And he went and clave to a citesyn of that same countre which sent him to his felde to kepe his swyne.

¹⁶And he wold fayne have filled his bely with the coddes that the swyne ate: and noo man gave him.

¹⁷Then he came to him selfe and sayde: how many hyred servauntes at my fathers have breed ynough and I dye for honger.

¹⁸I will aryse and goo to my father and will saye vnto him: father I have synned agaynst heven and before the

¹⁹and am no moare worthy to be called thy sonne make me as one of thy hyred servauntes.

²⁰And he arose and went to his father. And when he was yet a greate waye of his father sawe him and had compassion and ran and fell on his necke and kyssed him.

²¹And the sonne sayd vnto him: father I have synned agaynst heven and in thy sight and am no moare worthy to be called thy sonne.

²²But his father sayde to his servautes: bringe forth that best garment and put it on him and put a rynge on his honde and showes on his fete.

²³And bringe hidder that fatted caulfe and kyll him and let vs eate and be mery: