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Luke 15:30 - New International Version (Anglicised)

But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

but as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

But when this son of yours arrived, who has devoured your estate with immoral women, you have killed for him that [wheat-] fattened calf!

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American Standard Version (1901)

but when this thy son came, who hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou killedst for him the fatted calf.

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Common English Bible

But when this son of yours returned, after gobbling up your estate on prostitutes, you slaughtered the fattened calf for him.’

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Yet after this son of yours returned, who has devoured his substance with loose women, you have killed the fatted calf for him.'

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

But as soon as this thy son is come, who hath devoured his substance with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.

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Luke 15:30
10 Tagairtí Cros  

But Moses sought the favour of the Lord his God. ‘Lord,’ he said, ‘why should your anger burn against your people, whom you brought out of Egypt with great power and a mighty hand?


Then the Lord said to Moses, ‘Go down, because your people, whom you brought up out of Egypt, have become corrupt.


A man who loves wisdom brings joy to his father, but a companion of prostitutes squanders his wealth.


They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything – all she had to live on.’


But he answered his father, “Look! All these years I’ve been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends.


‘ “My son,” the father said, “you are always with me, and everything I have is yours.


But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.” ’


The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed: “God, I thank you that I am not like other people – robbers, evildoers, adulterers – or even like this tax collector.