Bring the fattened calf, kill it, and let’s eat and celebrate;
Abraham ran to the herd, and fetched a tender and good calf, and gave it to the servant. He hurried to dress it.
My soul shall be satisfied as with the richest food. My mouth shall praise you with joyful lips,
Better is a dinner of herbs, where love is, than a fattened calf with hatred.
She has prepared her meat. She has mixed her wine. She has also set her table.
In this mountain, the LORD of Hosts will make all peoples a feast of choice meat, a feast of choice wines, of choice meat full of marrow, of well refined choice wines.
“But the father said to his servants, ‘Bring out the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet.
for this, my son, was dead and is alive again. He was lost and is found.’ Then they began to celebrate.
The woman had a fattened calf in the house. She hurried and killed it; and she took flour and kneaded it, and baked unleavened bread of it.