Father I have sinned against heaven and against you; I no longer deserve to be called your son.
My son. You have returned
WHY ME!!!
Quickly bring the finest robe and put it on him: Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Slaughter the fattened cow
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Father, all these years I did not once disobey your orders, but when your son returns who swallowed up your property for him you slaughter the fattened cow.
My son you are with me always; Everything I have is yours.