Luke 7
1 After he had finished speaking in the hearing of the people, he entered into Capernaum.
Agus an tráth do chríochnuigh sé a bhríathra uile a néisdeachd an phobail, do chúaidh sé a sdeach go Capernáum.
2 A certain centurion’s servant, who was dear to him, was sick and at the point of death.
Agus do bhí óglach caiptin áirighe, go bréoite, a riochd bháis, air a raibh cion mór aige.
3 When he heard about Yeshua, he sent to him Jewish elders, asking him to come and save his servant.
Agus an tan do chúaluidh sé tuarasgbháil Iósa, do chuir sé sinnsir na Níuduighe chuge, ag íarruidh air teachd agus a shearbhfhoghantuidhe shlánughadh
4 When they came to Yeshua, they begged him earnestly, saying, “He is worthy for you to do this for him,
Agus an tan thangadar so chum Iósa, díarradar air go díthcheallach, ag rádh, Gur bhfíu é so do thabhuirt dó:
5 for he loves our nation, and he built our synagogue for us.”
Oír atá grádh áige dar gcineadhne, agus do thóg sé sionagóg dhúinne.
6 Yeshua went with them. When he was now not far from the house, the centurion sent friends to him, saying to him, “Lord, don’t trouble yourself, for I am not worthy for you to come under my roof.
Agus do chuaidh Iósa léo. Agus an tan do bhí sé a ngar don tigh, do chuir an caiptín a cháirde chuige, ag rádh ris, A Thighearna, Ná cuir búaidhreadh ort féin: óir ní fíu misi go rachfá a sdeach fá chléith mo thighe:
7 Therefore I didn’t even think myself worthy to come to you; but say the word, and my servant will be healed.
Ar a nadhbharsin níor mheas mé gur bhfíu mé féin dul ad ionnsuighe: achd abhuir a bhfocal, agus bíaidh móglach slán.
8 For I also am a man placed under authority, having under myself soldiers. I tell this one, ‘Go!’ and he goes; and to another, ‘Come!’ and he comes; and to my servant, ‘Do this,’ and he does it.”
Oír as duine misi féin atá faoi chumhachdiabh. Aga bhfuilid saighdíuirigh fum, agus a deirim ris an bhfearso, Imthigh, agus imthighe sé; agus ré fear eíle, Tárr, agus thigh sé;
9 When Yeshua heard these things, he marvelled at him, and turned and said to the multitude who followed him, “I tell you, I have not found such great faith, no, not in Israel.”
Agus ar ná gcloisdin so Díosa, do bhí iongnadh aige ann, agus ar bhfilleadh dhó, a dubhairt sé ris a tslúagh do lean é, A deirim ribh, Nach bhfuair mé a Nisrael féin, a chomhmór se do chreideamh.
10 Those who were sent, returning to the house, found that the servant who had been sick was well.
Agus ar bhfilleadh a steach, do na teachduiribh do cuireadh chuige, fúaradar an searchfhoghantaidh do bhí tinn slán.
11 Soon afterwards, he went to a city called Nain. Many of his disciples, along with a great multitude, went with him.
Agus tárla an lá na dhiáigh sin, go ndeachaidh sé don chathruigh dá ngoirthear Náin; agus do chúadar mórán dá dheisciobluibh leis, agus buidhean mhór.
12 Now when he came near to the gate of the city, behold, one who was dead was carried out, the only born son of his mother, and she was a widow. Many people of the city were with her.
Agus an tan tháinig sé a ngar do dhoras na caithreach, fénch, do bhí duine marbh agá bhreith amach, do bhí na áon mhac agá mháthair, agus í na baintreabhaigh; agus do bhí coimhthionól mór ón chathruigh na fochair.
13 When the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her and said to her, “Don’t cry.”
Agus ar na faicsin don Tighearna, do ghabh trúaighe mhór dhi é, agus a dubhairt sé ría, Na guil.
14 He came near and touched the coffin, and the bearers stood still. He said, “Young man, I tell you, arise!”
Agus táinic sé agus do bhean sé ris an gcomhraidh: (agus do sheasadar an luchd do bhí agá iomchar) agus a dubhairt sé; A ógánaigh, a deirim riot, éirigh.
15 He who was dead sat up and began to speak. Then he gave him to his mother.
Agus déirigh an duine marbh na shuidhe, agus do thionnsgain sé labhairt. Agus tug sé dhá mháthair féin é.
16 Fear took hold of all, and they glorified God, saying, “A great prophet has arisen amongst us!” and, “God has visited his people!”
Agus do ghabh eagla íad uile: agus tugadar glóir do Dhía, ag rádh, Déirghe fáidh mór an ar measg; agus, Dféuch Día ar a phobal féin.
17 This report went out concerning him in the whole of Judea and in all the surrounding region.
Agus do chúaidh an túarasgbháil so amach air féadh thíre Iúdaighe uile, agus air feadh gach éintíre timcheall.
18 The disciples of Yochanan told him about all these things.
Agus dinnseadar a dheisciobail na neithe so uile Déoin.
19 Yochanan, calling to himself two of his disciples, sent them to Yeshua, saying, “Are you the one who is coming, or should we look for another?”
Agus are ngairm Deóin deisi áirighe dá dheisciobluibh chuige do chuir sé dionsuighe Iósa íad, ag rádh, An tusa an té do bhí chum teachda? nó an bhfuilmid ag feathamh ré neach eile?
20 When the men had come to him, they said, “Yochanan the Immerser has sent us to you, saying, ‘Are you he who comes, or should we look for another?’”
Agus an tan thangadar na firsi shuigesean, a dubhradar, Do chuir Eóin Baisde sinne chugad, ag rádh, An tusa an té do bhí chum teachda? nó an bhfuilmid ag feathamh ré neach eile?
21 In that hour he cured many of diseases and plagues and evil spirits; and to many who were blind he gave sight.
Agus ar an uár sin fein do chlánuigh seisean mórán dáoine ó easláintibh agus ó phláighibh, agus ó dhroch spioraduibh; agus thug sé á radharc do mhórán dall.
22 Yeshua answered them, “Go and tell Yochanan the things which you have seen and heard: that the blind receive their sight, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear, the dead are raised up, and the poor have good news preached to them.
Agus ar bhfreagra Díosa a dubhairt sé ríu, Ar nimtheachd díbh, innisidh Deóin na neithe do chonncabhair agus do chúalabhair; go bhfaicid na daill, go siubhlaíd na bacuidh, go nglantar na lobhair, go gchimid na bodhair, go néirghid na mairbh, go bhfuil an soisgéul dá sheanmóir do na bochdaibh.
23 Blessed is he who finds no occasion for stumbling in me.”
Agus as beannaighthe an té, nach bhfuighe oilbhéim ionnumsa.
24 When Yochanan’s messengers had departed, he began to tell the multitudes about Yochanan, “What did you go out into the wilderness to see? A reed shaken by the wind?
Agus an tráth do imthigheadar teachdairighe Eóin, do thionnsgoin seison a rádh ris an bpobal a dtimcheall Eóin, Créud é an ní agá ndeachabhair dhá fhéuchain amach ar an bhfásach? An giolcach ar na bhogadh ag an ngaoith?
25 But what did you go out to see? A man clothed in soft clothing? Behold, those who are gorgeously dressed and live delicately are in kings’ courts.
Achd créud é an ní agá ndeachabhair amach dá Chéuchuin? Duine atá ar na éudughadh a néuduighibh mine? Féuch, an luchd bhíos a néudaighibh onóracha, agus a saimhe, is a bpálásuibh na ríogh bhíd said.
26 But what did you go out to see? A prophet? Yes, I tell you, and much more than a prophet.
Achd créd é an ní agá ndeachubhair amach dhá fhéuchuin? Fáidh? A deirim ribh go firinneach, agus ní as mó ná faidh.
27 This is he of whom it is written, ‘Behold, I send my messenger before your face, who will prepare your way before you.’
Ag so an te, ar a bhfuil sgríobhtha, Féuch, cuirim mo theachdaire romhad, oillmhéochus do shlighe romhad.
28 “For I tell you, amongst those who are born of women there is not a greater prophet than Yochanan the Immerser; yet he who is least in God’s Kingdom is greater than he.”
Oir a deirim ribh, Nach bhfuil éidir chlannuibh na mban faidh as mó ná Eóin Baisde: Achd cheana an té as lugha a rioghachd Dé as mó é na eisean.
29 When all the people and the tax collectors heard this, they declared God to be just, having been immersed with Yochanan’s immersion.
Agus ar na gcloisdin so, do mholadar an pobal uile, agus na puibliocáin, Día, do bhí ar na mhaisdeadh ré baisdeadh Eóin.
30 But the Pharisees and the Torah scholars rejected the counsel of God, not being immersed by him themselves.
Achd tugadar na Phairsínigh agus an luchd dlighe tarcuisne ar choinhairle Dé na naghuídh féin, gan a bheith ar na mhaisdeagh úadhsan.
31 “To what then should I compare the people of this generation? What are they like?
Agus a dubhairt an Tighearna, Cía ré saimhéola mé daóine an chinidh so? agus cía ré ar comshuil íad?
32 They are like children who sit in the marketplace and call to one another, saying, ‘We piped to you, and you didn’t dance. We mourned, and you didn’t weep.’
As cosmhul íad re leanbuibh na suidhe ar áit an mharguidh, agus éighmheas ar á chéile, agus a deir: Dó rinneamair píobaireachd dhaóibh, agus ní dhearnabhair damhsa; do rinneamair caoí dhaóibh, agus ní dhearnabhair gul.
33 For Yochanan the Immerser came neither eating bread nor drinking wine, and you say, ‘He has a demon.’
Oír tháinig Eóin Baisde ní ag ithe aráin ná ag ol fíona; agus a deirthísi, Atá deamhan ann.
34 The Son of Man has come eating and drinking, and you say, ‘Behold, a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!’
Tháinic Mac an duine ag ithe agus ag ól; agus a deirthí, Feuch an duine cráosach, fioníobhaighe cara na bpuibliocán agus na bpeachthach!
35 Wisdom is justified by all her children.”
Achd atá an eagna ar na sáoradh ó na cloinn féin uile.
36 One of the Pharisees invited him to eat with him. He entered into the Pharisee’s house and sat at the table.
Agus do íarr duine áirighe do na phairisíneachaibh air, bíadh ithe na fhochair. Agus ar ndul a sdeach go tigh an phairisínigh dhó, do shuidh sé sios chum bídh.
37 Behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that he was reclining in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster jar of ointment.
Agus, féuch, an tráth fúair bean don chatbraigh, do bhí na peachthach, a fhios go raibh sé na shuidhe ag bíadh a dtígh an phairisinigh, tug si bocsa ola lé,
38 Standing behind at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears, and she wiped them with the hair of her head, kissed his feet, and anointed them with the ointment.
Agus ar seasamh agá chosuibh don táobh shiar dhe ag gul, do thionnsgain sí a chosa dionnladh lé na déuruibh, agus a dtiurmughadh lé gruáig a cinn, agus do phóg sí a chosa, agus do ong sí leis an ola ía d.
39 Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw it, he said to himself, “This man, if he were a prophet, would have perceived who and what kind of woman this is who touches him, that she is a sinner.”
Agus an tan do chonnaire an phairisineach tug an cuirteadh dhósan sin, smuáin sé na inntinn, ag rádh, Dá madh fáidh an fearso, daithnéochadh sé cía agus gá bionnus an bheanso bheanus ris, óir as peacthach í.
40 Yeshua answered him, “Simon, I have something to tell you.” He said, “Rabbi, say on.”
Agus ar bhfreagra Díosa a dubhairt sé rís, A Shiomóin, atá ní agam ré rádh riot. Agus a dubhairt seision, A Mhaighisdir, abuir romhad.
41 “A certain lender had two debtors. The one owed five hundred denarii, and the other fifty.
Do bhádar días dfeitheamhnuibh ag fear áirligthe: do dhligh sé cúig chéad pighinn dfior aca, agus cáogad don dara fear.
42 When they couldn’t pay, he forgave them both. Which of them therefore will love him most?”
Agus an tráth nach raibh díolaigheachd ag ceachdar díobh ré na thabhairt dó, do mhaith sé dhóibh aráon. Uime sin ínnis damhsa, cia aca léir ab annsa é?
43 Simon answered, “He, I suppose, to whom he forgave the most.” He said to him, “You have judged correctly.”
Agus ar bhfreagra do Shímón a dubhairt sé, Measuim gur leis an té, dár mhaith sé an tsuim as mó Agus a dubhairt seision is, As maith an bhreath rug tú.
44 Turning to the woman, he said to Simon, “Do you see this woman? I entered into your house, and you gave me no water for my feet, but she has wet my feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head.
Agus ar bhfilleadh dhó chum na mná, a dubhairt sé ré Síomón, An bhfaicean tú an bhean so? tháinic misi a sdeach dod thighsi agus ní thug tú uisgi chum mo chos díonladh: achd do nigh an bhean so mo chosa le na déuruibh, agus dé thiormuigh sí íad le grúaig a cinn.
45 You gave me no kiss, but she, since the time I came in, has not ceased to kiss my feet.
Ní thug tusa póg dhamh: achd ó tháinig mé a sdeach níor choisg sisi do phógadh mo chos.
46 You didn’t anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment.
Níor ong tú mo cheann lé hola: achd do ong an bhean so mo chosa ré huinnement.
47 Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But one to whom little is forgiven, loves little.”
Ar a nadhbharsin a deirim riot, Go bhfuilid a hiomad peacaidh, ar na maitheamh dhi; air sin as mór a grádheas sí. Achd gidh bé dá maithtear beagan as beag grádhuigheas sé.
48 He said to her, “Your sins are forgiven.”
Agus a dubhairt sé ría, Atáid do pheacuidh ar na maitheamh dhuit.
49 Those who sat at the table with him began to say to themselves, “Who is this who even forgives sins?”
Agus do thionnsgnadar an lion do bhí na suidhe na fhochair air an mbórd, a rádh ionnta féin, Cía an fear so mhaitheas na peacuidh mar an gceadna?
50 He said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you. Go in peace.”
Agus a dubhairt sé ris an mnáoi, Do shlánuigh do chréideamh thú; imthigh a síothcháin.
