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The sad state in which I find myself now
Without bed, without food, my body exposed
And no one desires me, my suffering is great
For my food is what the pigs have left over

I am reaping what I sowed
For those who loved me, I abandoned
I became different
And the money I had
The inheritance that was mine, I spent recklessly

But I will rise from my sin
My God will give me strength to leave
I will go and speak openly and say sincerely, oh Father, I have sinned against heaven before You
I am not worthy to be called Your son
Receive me at least as one of Your employees
Receive me, oh Father

And rising, he went to his father
And while he was still far away, his father, seeing him
Ran to meet him, embraced him, and kissed him

He ordered them to dress him in the best clothes
Put a ring on his finger as a symbol of inheritance
He ordered a fattened calf to be killed and said

Let us eat and rejoice
For this son was dead and is alive again
He was lost and is found
And they began to rejoice