Luke 7
1 After he had completed all his sayings within the hearing of the people, he entered into Capernaum.
Bhakabheleketeje gubhapinjile bhandu bhapilikananje gala, a Yeshu gubhapite kushilambo sha ku Kapalanaumu.
2 And, a certain centurion’s servant, being sick, was on the point of dying, —who was, by him, highly prized.
Kweneko bhashinkupagwa bhakulungwa bhamo bha manjola ga Bhaloma, bhenebho bhashinkukola ntumwa jwabho jubhampinjile kaje. Jwene ntumwajo atendaga lwala tome kuwa.
3 But, hearing about Jesus, he sent forth unto him elders of the Jews, requesting him that he would come and bring his servant safely through.
Bhakulungwa bha manjola bhala bhakapilikaneje nnganya ja a Yeshu, gubhaatumilenje bhanangulungwa bha Bhayaudi bhajendangane bhakaajuganje a Yeshu bhakannamye ntumwa jwabho.
4 And, they, coming near unto Jesus, began beseeching him earnestly, saying—Worthy, is he for whom thou mayest do this,
Bhakaikanganeje kwa a Yeshu gubhaashondelesheyenje kaje, bhalinkutinji, “Bhenebha inapwaa kwaatendela nneyo,
5 for he loveth our nation, and, the synagogue, he, built for us.
pabha bhanakwapinganga bhandu bhetu, na bhashikutushenjela shinagogi jila.”
6 And, Jesus, was journeying with them. But, he, by this time, being not far from the house, the centurion sent friends, saying unto him—Lord! do not trouble thyself, for I am of no consideration, that, under my roof, thou shouldst enter.
Bhai a Yeshu gubhalongene nabhonji, bhandunji bhala. Bhali tome na ika ku likaja lya bhakulungwa bha manjola ga Bhaloma bhala, bhakulungwa bha manjola bhala gubhaatumilenje asha ambwiga ajabhonji kubhaalugulilanje a Yeshu kuti, “Mmakulungwa nnapunde kwiiabhuya, pabha nne nangali malango ga kumposhela mmwe nnyumba jangu.
7 Wherefore, neither deemed I, myself, worthy to come unto thee, —but speak with a word, and let my servant be healed.
Na shiumilo niibhone nangali shanga sha kwiya kunngwenu mmwe. Ikabheje mmelekete lilobhepe na ntumwa jwangu shaalame.
8 For, I too, am a man ranked, under authority, having, under myself, soldiers; and I say to this one—Go! and he goeth, —and to another—Come! and he cometh, —and to my servant—Do this! and he doeth it.
Pabha nkali nne puni pai ja ukulungwa, pai jangu bhapalinji ashimanjola. Na nimmalanjiga linjola jumo, ‘Jenda’ alikwenda, nimmalanjilaga juna, ‘Jiya’ anakwiya, na nimmalanjilaga ntumwa jwangu, ‘Tenda ashi,’ najwalakwe alitenda.”
9 And, hearing these things, Jesus marvelled at him; and, turning to the multitude following him, said—I tell you, Not even in Israel, such faith as this, have I found!
A Yeshu bhakapilikaneje genego bhashinkuimonga kaje, gubhatendebhwishe nikululola lugwinjili lwa bhandu bhaakagulangaga bhala, gubhashite, “Nganabhe kummona mundu akwete ngulupai jikulungwa nnei nkali kubhandu bha Ishilaeli.”
10 And they who were sent, returning unto the house, found the servant, well.
Bhandunji bhala bhakaikanganeje kumui, gubhanng'imenenje ntumwa jula alamile.
11 And it came to pass thereafter, that he journeyed unto a city called Nain, and there were journeying with him, his disciples and a great multitude.
Lyubha lyolyo a Yeshu gubhapite kushilambo shimo shashemwaga ku Naini, bhali bhalongene na bhaajiganywa bhabho na likundi likulungwa lya bhandu.
12 Now, as he drew near unto the gate of the city, then lo! there was being brought forth, one dead, the only-begotten son of his mother, —and, she, was a widow; and, a considerable multitude of the city, was with her.
Bhai, bhali tome na nnango gwa lugwani gwa jinjilila nshilambo mula, gubhakoposhelenje bhandunji bhajigelenje maiti gaka nngwendo jumo mwana jwa jikape jwa bhakongwe bha shitenga. Bhandunji bhabhagwinji bha shene shilambo shila pubhalinginji pamo na bhakongwe bha shitenga bhala.
13 And, beholding her, the Lord, was moved with compassion over her, and said to her—Be not weeping!
Bhakulungwa a Yeshu bhakaabhoneje bhakongwe bhala gubhaabhonele shiya, gubhaalugulile, “Nnagute.”
14 And, going forward, he touched the coffin, and the bearers stood still; and he said—Young man! to thee, I say, Arise!
Kungai gubhapite kushikwaya shinanda shibhajigalilenje maiti shila, na bhajigelenje bhala gubhajimingene. Nigubhashite, “Nngwendo! Ngunakuubhalanjila, jinuka!”
15 And the dead man sat up, and began to speak; and he gave him to his mother.
Nngwendo awile jula, gwajinwishe gwatemi, gwatandwibhe kubheleketa. A Yeshu gubhankamwiye kwa akwabhe.
16 And fear seized them, all, and they began to glorify God, saying—A great prophet, hath been raised up amongst us! and—God hath visited his people!
Bhandu bhowe gubhajogopenje, gubhaainiyenje a Nnungu bhalinkutinji, “Ankulondola bhakulungwa bha a Nnungu bhakoposhele munkumbi gwetu. A Nnungu bhashikwiya kukwaajangutilanga bhandu bhabho.”
17 And this report went forth throughout the whole of Judaea, and all the surrounding country.
Jene nganijo jikushumaga ku Yudea kowe na ilambo ya tome.
18 And John’s disciples carried tidings unto him concerning all these things.
Bhaajiganywa bha a Yowana gubhaalugulilenje a Yowana yowe yatendekaga ila. Nabhalabho a Yowana gubhaashemilenje bhaajiganywa bhabho bhabhili,
19 And, calling unto him certain two of his disciples, John sent unto the Lord, saying—Art, thou, the Coming One, or, a different one, are we to expect?
gubhaatumilenje ku Bhakulungwa a Yeshu bhakaabhuyanje. “Bhuli, mmwe Bhaatapula bhakwiya bhala eu twaalindilile bhana?”
20 And, coming near unto him, the men said—John the Immerser, hath sent us unto thee, saying, Art, thou, the Coming One, or, another, are we to expect?
Bhaajiganywa bhala bhakaaimananjeje a Yeshu gubhaabhalanjilenje, Tushitumwa na a Yowana Bhaabhatisha tummuye kuti, “Bhuli, mmwe Bhaatapula bhakwiya bhala eu twaalindilile bhana?”
21 In that very hour, he cured many from diseases, and plagues, and wicked spirits; and, unto many blind, gave he the favour to see.
Popo pepo a Yeshu bhatendaga kwaalamyanga bhandu bhabhagwinji bhalagangaga na ilwele na bhashikilwanga maoka na kwaapanganga kulola ashinangalole bhabhagwinji.
22 And, answering, he said unto them—Go and bear tidings unto John, as to what ye have seen and heard: The blind, are receiving sight, the lame, walk, lepers, are cleansed, and, the deaf, hear, the dead, are raised, the destitute, are told the glad-message;
Bhai, a Yeshu gubhaajangwilenje. “Nnjendangane nkaabhalanjilanje a Yowana yowe impilikenenje na kwiilolela mmashayenenji, ashinangalole bhanalolanga, ashinangwabha bhanakwendangana, bhamangundula bhanalama, ashinangapilikane bhanapilikana, bhawilenje bhanayuywanga, na bhaalaga bhanalungushiywanga Ngani ja Mmbone.
23 And, happy, is he, whosoever shall not find occasion of stumbling in me!
Mbaya jwene mundu ikakunshima kwa ligongo lyangu nne.”
24 And, the messengers of John having departed, he began to say unto the multitudes, concerning John—What went ye forth into the desert to gaze at? A reed, by a wind, shaken?
Bhaajiganywa bha a Yowana bhakajabhulanganeje penepo, a Yeshu gubhatandwibhe kwaalugulilanga bhandu bhagumbelenje bhala nnganya ja a Yowana. “Pumwapitengenenje mukonde kukushibhona nndi? Mwaganishiyanga kukulibhona litete litikinywa na mbungo?
25 But what went ye forth to see? A man, in soft garments, arrayed? Lo! they who in splendid apparel and luxury are found, are, in the kingly courts.
Ikabhe nneyo, kumwapitengenenje kulola nndi? Kumwapitengenenje kukunnola mundu awalile nngubho ya bhei jikulungwa? Bhaawalanga nngubho ya bhei jikulungwa nitama ndamo ya poka mwaakutamangana mmajumba ga shipalume!
26 But what went ye forth to see? A prophet? Yea! I say unto you, —and abundantly more than a prophet.
Bhai, mmalanjilanje, mwapitengenenje kulola nndi? Mwapitengenenje kunnola nkulondola? Elo, numbe ngunakummalanjilanga, kupunda nkulondola.
27 This, is he concerning whom it is written—Lo! I am sending forth my messenger before thy face, who shall prepare thy way before thee.
Bhenebha ni a Yowana bhalugwilwe Mmajandiko ga Ukonjelo. ‘Ngunakuntuma muntenga jwangu, Anng'alashiye mpanda gwenu.’”
28 I say unto you—A greater, among them that are born of women, than John, is there none; but, he that is least in the kingdom of God, is greater than he.
“Ngunakummalanjilanga, munkumbi gwa bhabhelekwenje jwakwapi ali jwankulungwa kwaapunda a Yowana Bhabhatisha. Ikabheje, jwene ali jwa nshoko kaje mu Upalume gwa a Nnungu, ni ali jwa nkulungwa kupunda bhenebho.”
29 And, all the people, when they heard, and the tax-collectors, justified God, having been immersed with the immersion of John;
Bhandu bhowe bhapilikenenje genego na nkali bhaakamula koli nigubhakundilenje kuti a Nnungu ni bha aki na bhanguja pabha bhashinkubhatishwanga na a Yowana.
30 but, the Pharisees and the lawyers, had set aside, the counsel of God against themselves, not being immersed by him.
Ikabheje mapalishayo na bhaajiganya bha shalia, bhashinkukananga yatumbililwe na a Nnungu, kwa nneyo nigibhakanilenje kubhatishwa na a Yowana.
31 Unto what, then, shall I liken the men of this generation? And unto what are they like?
A Yeshu nigubhaabhushiyenje, “Bhai bhandu bha lwene lubhelekolu naalandanyanje na nndi? Paakulandananga na shindu shashi?
32 They are like unto the children sitting, in a market-place, and calling one to another, who say—We played the flute for you, and ye danced not, We wailed, and ye wept not.
Bhashilandananga na bhana bhatemingene pa lubhala lwa ushiya indu, bhalishemananga ashayenenji. Twashinkunngombelenga imbeta, ikabheje mwangainanga! Twashinkunnjimbilanga nyimbo ya ililo ikabheje mmanganya mwangagutanga!
33 For John the Immerser hath come, neither eating bread nor drinking wine, and ye say—A demon, he hath:
Pabha a Yowana bhashinkwiya, bhatendaga tabha na bhakang'waga divai, mmanganya gunshitenje. ‘Bhakwete lioka!’
34 The Son of Man hath come, eating and drinking, and ye say—Lo! a man, gluttonous and a wine-drinker, a friend of tax-collectors and sinners.
Najwalakwe Mwana juka Mundu ashiika, analya na kung'wa, mmanganya gunshitenje. ‘Munnolanje, jwa doka na kolelwaju, mmbwiga nnjabhonji bhakamula koli na bhakwetenje yambi!’
35 And yet wisdom hath been justified by all her children.
Nkali nneyo, lunda lwa a Nnungu lumanyishe kuti lwa mmbone na lwa aki kubhandu bhowe bhakundilenje.”
36 And a certain one of the Pharisees was requesting him, that he would eat with him; and, entering into the house of the Pharisee, he reclined.
Bhapalishayo bhamo bhashinkwaashemela shalya a Yeshu kunngwabho. Nigubhajinjile nnyumba ja a bhapalishayo bhala gubhatemi kulya shalya.
37 And, lo! a woman, who indeed was in the city a sinner; and, when she found out that he was reclining in the house of the Pharisee, providing an alabaster-jar of perfume,
Bhai, pene pa shilambo pala, bhashinkupagwa bhakongwe bhamo bhakwete yambi. Bhakapilikaneje kuti a Yeshu mubhali nnyumba ja a Palishayo bhala, gubhatolile shupa sha mauta ga nunjila shieleywe kwa liganga lya alabhashita.
38 and standing behind, near his feet, weeping, with the tears, began she to be wetting his feet, and, with the hair of her head, was wiping off [the tears], and was tenderly kissing his feet, and anointing them with the perfume.
Nigubhajimi tome na makongono ga a Yeshu bhaliguta, na minyoi jabho jilikwaandolishila a Yeshu mmakongono. Bhakongwe bhala gubhaponwele makongono ga a Yeshu kwa umbo yabho. Kungai gubhagalambile makongono gala na gubhaapekeye mauta ga nunjila gala.
39 But the Pharisee who had invited him, seeing it, spake within himself, saying, This one, if he were the prophet, would have been taking note, who and of what sort, is the woman, who is even touching him, that she is, a sinner.
Bhapalishayo bhaashemile a Yeshu bhala, bhakagabhoneje genego, gubhaganishiye muntima gwabho, “Abha bhandubha kweli bhaakaliji ankulondola bha a Nnungu, ikaaliji bhamumanyi shibhali abha bhakongwe bhakwaakwayabha kuti bhakwete yambi.”
40 And, making answer, Jesus said unto him—Simon! I have, unto thee, something to say. He, then—Teacher, speak!—saith he.
A Yeshu gubhaabhalanjile bhapalishayo bhala, “a Shimoni, shipali shindu shingupinga kummalanjila.” Nabhalabho a Shimoni bhakwaalugulilaga, “Elo, mmelekete Mmajiganya.”
41 Two debtors, there were, to a certain creditor, —the one, owed five hundred denaries, and, the other, fifty.
A Yeshu gubhashite, “Bhandu bhabhili bhashinkupolekanga ela kubhandu bhamo, bhamo libhalongwaga ligambo lya nshaala gwa shaka shimo na nushu, bhana ligambo lya nshaala gwa mwei gumo na nushu.
42 they not having wherewith to pay, he forgave, both. Which of them, therefore, will love him, more?
Bhakalepelanjeje kulipa magambo gabhonji, bhandu bhala gubhaaleshelelenje bhanaabhili. Lelo penepo munkumbi gwa bhene bhabhilibho, bhei shibhapunde kwaapinga bhaaleshelela magambo bhala?”
43 Making answer, Simon said—I suppose, that he to whom, the more, he forgave. And, he, said unto him—Rightly, hast thou judged.
A Shimoni gubhajangwile, “Penepo imanyishe kuti, bhaleshelelwe ligambo likulungwa shibhapunde kwaapinjiya.” A Yeshu gubhaabhalanjile, “Elo penepo nnjangwile ukoto.”
44 And, turning towards the woman, unto Simon, he said—Seest thou this woman? I entered into thy house: water to me, on my feet, thou didst not give, —but, she, with her tears, hath wetted my feet, and, with her hair, wiped off [the tears].
Penepo gubhaatendebhushile bhakongwe bhala, nikwaalugulila a Shimoni, “Nnikwaabhona abha bhakongwebha? Nne punyinjile munngwenu muno mwangamba mashi ga nabha mmakongono gangu, ikabheje abha bhakongwebha bhashinyobhya makongono gangu na minyoi jabho nimbonola na umbo yabho.
45 A kiss, to me, thou didst not give, —but, she, from the time I came in, hath not ceased tenderly kissing my feet.
Mmwe mwanganyambata, ikabheje abha bhakongwebha shijinjilile nne apano bhatendaga nyambata makongono gangu.
46 With oil, my head, thou didst not anoint, —but, she, with perfume, hath anointed, my feet.
Mmwe mwangambakaya mauta muntwe, ikabheje abha bhakongwebha bhashimbakaya mauta mmakongono gangu.
47 For which cause, I say unto thee—Her many sins, have been forgiven, because she hath loved, much: but, he to whom little is forgiven, little, loveth.
Kwa nneyo ngunakummalanjila kupinjiya kwabho kwapunda kunalanguya kuleshelelwa kwa ilebho yabho yaigwinji. Aleshelelwe ilebho ishoko, kupinga kwakwe kushokope.”
48 And he said unto her—Thy sins have been forgiven.
Bhai a Yeshu gubhaabhalanjile bhakongwebhala, “Nneshelelwele yambi yenu.”
49 And they who were reclining together, began to be saying within themselves—Who is, this, that, even forgiveth sins?
Penepo bhatemingenenabho pashalya bhala gwaabhuyenenje, “Bhenebha bhandu bhashi, bhaakombola nkali kuleshelela yambi?”
50 But he said unto the woman—Thy faith, hath saved thee, —Go thy way into peace.
Nabhalabho a Yeshu gubhaabhalanjile bhakongwe bhala, “Ngulupai jenu jintapwile, nnjende kwa ulele.”
