When he came to his senses, he said, 'How many of my father's hired hands have more than enough food, and here I am dying of hunger!
I'll get up, go to my father, and say to him, Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight.
I'm no longer worthy to be called your son. Make me like one of your hired hands.'
So he got up and went to his father. But while the son was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion. He ran, threw his arms around his neck, and kissed him.
The son said to him, 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight. I'm no longer worthy to be called your son.'
"But the father told his slaves, 'Quick! Bring out the best robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
Then bring the fattened calf and slaughter it, and let's celebrate with a feast,
because this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found!' So they began to celebrate.