Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate.
Then he ran to the herd and selected a choice, tender calf and gave it to a servant, who hurried to prepare it.
I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods; with singing lips my mouth will praise you.
Better a small serving of vegetables with love than a fattened calf with hatred.
She has prepared her meat and mixed her wine; she has also set her table.
On this mountain the Lord Almighty will prepare a feast of rich food for all peoples, a banquet of aged wine— the best of meats and the finest of wines.
“But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate.
The woman had a fattened calf at the house, which she butchered at once. She took some flour, kneaded it and baked bread without yeast.